Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Chapter 85

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 85

CHAPTER 82 – DID HE FLIRT WITH YOU?

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SPOILER ALERT

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS REFERENCES TO PREVIOUS BOOKS IN THE SERIES

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Astennu

I tried to keep the tremble out of my hand as the mouse slid across the mat to open the first hidden-away file. Badru quickly gripped my shoulder in silent support, the same horrid apprehension gripping his centre as it was mine.

All the falsified invoices were there, twenty-two of them in total and dating back a decade, just as Elan had found. Each was different, listing a contrasting vendor name, amount paid and service rendered; accounting, consultancy, construction…

The fact our father had these hidden on his computer told us one simple dark truth. He was not only aware of the payments to the pack, he was involved with them.

Why? What were they truly for?

‘I don’t know, but he’s the reason our mate is gone,’ Aasim roared with venom. ‘He waved that damned stolen schedule in our face like we had f****d up when he KNEW!’

My wolf’s rage seeped and blended with mine. I didn’t know how, but I knew these bullshit payments had to have something to do with my mate’s disappearance. He had the power over Janet to make her do what he wanted and was why she wouldn’t say anything. The threat on her daughter was real… and it came from my own father.

The damn family photograph leered at me. Was this why he moved it here? Out of some sick guilt?

In a single motion, I snatched the photo and hurled it across the room. The frame and glass shattered, putting a crater in the opposing wall.

“We should call this number for ourselves,” Badru surprised me with a calm and level tone. He hadn’t batted an eye at my explosion.

“I’m being serious,” he repeated when I stared back at him in dismay. “If we’re about to beat the ever-living s**t out of our own father, I want to know precisely what for first.”

I took a deep breath, the air containing nowhere near enough oxygen to fill my lungs and calm me.

“You do it, Ru. You’re better at improvising and acting.”

My clumsy distraction in the kitchen had turned my stomach with cringe.

“I am, but you do a better impersonation of dad and you know it. Even mom was fooled that one time. Which got awkward real quick,” he grimaced, paling.

It was intended as a joke a few years ago and had back-fired mortifyingly.

“Fine. But don’t say I didn’t warn you when I f**k this up.”

“You won’t,” he handed me the landline phone. “You got this.”

“Ok,” I gave in and accepted the phone. “Try and stay quiet.”

I dialled the number in haste, copying it from my brother’s phone screen, and listened to the ringing tone signalling the number was operating.

you again so soon! What can I do for you? You can’t have a little gem already,

idea what to say. How the hell do I pretend to be my father, when this man clearly knew him and, from the sound of the familiarity, he knew

it an octave, praying

need to pass on a message for

should be on this phone,

things,’ Aasim wiped his paw down

though the task was a massive inconvenience and one asked of him too many times. “I’m

said out loud, without thinking, from where he listened

to stay quiet!’ I mind-linked him with

still there… Alpha Isaac?” A superior

tone… did

“Still here.”

prompted when I

as the world’s biggest i***t. A career in espionage was not going to be

discrepancy on the last payment,” I used what Elan had said and

to purposely delay the payment for your last

you can tell your boss to send it,” I swallowed my snarl, as did my brother, whose claws dug

had to mean our

overlord? Ha! You’re funny Alpha. And here I thought you were a stick

the f**k off the phone!’ Badru’s wide eyes warned. ‘I don’t know who this guy is, but you

leg, you got any more messages for Frenchie?” The trailing end of the man’s chuckling tinted

“No.”

no hard feelings about

keep the question

How the hell did I even

to your daddy to rat you out,” his laughter rang loudly once more, letting me know my act was screwed.

down, not having the first clue what part of any of that conversation to question

guy

my head up to my brother, that out

seriously your first

The man meant our mother. What did he mean about her? What the f**k did any of that insanity

on those last words. “Whatever our dad is

than my main focus of finding what my father was hiding. Because if I left this room, I would go to him and my unnatural

grabbed my wrist. For a second, I thought he was trying to stop my aimless search. But he slid open the drawer I was about to slam shut and looked at

the base, sliding it back and revealing a false bottom. Inside, lay a black leather ledger. My brother pulled it out

a painful jagged edge in its wake as my trembling hand pulled out a necklace I would recognise anywhere… Evie’s locket. I opened it anyway, knowing I would see the small picture of her mother

He took it…

it all this

pain, knowing he had

father, thinking it was sympathy… and

when I placed the locket in front of him, he didn’t

nose and pointed to the

the invoices, as do the monetary amounts,” he pointed out. “The payments come roughly

read the passages, noting hair colours, eye colours, approximate ages,

shook. “The payments are for people. Our father wasn’t

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