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.

“Hearing from you again so

father, when this man clearly knew him and, from the sound

it an octave, praying

pass on a

be on this phone, not me. He was best at thinking on his feet.

we plan things,’ Aasim wiped his paw

messenger boy?” The man sighed heavily, as though the task was a massive inconvenience and one asked of him too many times. “I’m taking a messenger fee off the next

one?” Badru said out loud, without thinking, from where he listened in next

just told you to stay quiet!’ I mind-linked him with

still there… Alpha Isaac?” A

about his tone… did

“Still here.”

He prompted when

the world’s biggest i***t. A career in espionage was not

the last payment,” I used what Elan had said and hoped, prayed, for Evie’s sake, it would

“You told me to purposely delay the payment for your last two packages for a few more months till you said so. Is this you

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

to mean our

the earpiece. “Boss? That wannabe French overlord? Ha! You’re funny Alpha.

eyes warned. ‘I don’t know who this guy is, but you can’t

messages for Frenchie?” The trailing end of

“No.”

And, no hard feelings

I tried to keep the question out

f**k did that comment mean? How the hell did I even press about that without giving myself

more, letting me know my act was screwed. “Consider it my good deed of the day… and because you sound rather arousing when you’re trying to play it cool. Just one last thing, more of

slammed the phone down, not having the first clue what part of

guy flirt

up to my brother, that out of everything he heard,

your

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

said ‘all his rogues’,” my mind focused on those last words. “Whatever our dad is hiding, it goes far beyond some shady

Because if I left this room, I would go to him and my unnatural calm would explode. My wolf

I was about to slam shut and looked at it from the side, moving to peer back within it.

lay a black leather ledger. My brother pulled it out and flicked through the pages, setting it out on the desk. But my attention was claimed by another

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

He took it…

had it all this

saw our pain, knowing he

I read with my father, thinking it was

look up from the ledger and even when I placed the locket in front of him, he didn’t react,

the book under my nose and pointed

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

colours, eye colours,

payments are for people. Our father wasn’t relocating rogues… he was f*****g

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