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He taught me how to ride a bike, how to drive, fight and hunt, and he made me into an Alpha despite never giving me the title. I had to fight for it. That's what he taught me. He brought me up in his image, and although his character has not, as of recently, been painted in a good light, he’ll always be an Alpha, that is a title no one can take from him, yet the least important title he held. His greatest title will be that he was once a great father and that I will always be daddy’s little girl. And Luke will always be daddy’s little Alpha.”
I look at Luke, who has tears in his eyes, and know that he is thinking about all their memories together with their father. I know she did it for Luke, but I also know she believed the words she spoke.
As the service ends, I squeeze Elena’s shoulder and offer her a small smile; she nods once and after the coffins are walked out; I take Elena’s hand as we walk out of the funeral home with Luke when I spot Michelle with the stroller; the boys tucked inside.
“Did you get it?” Elena asks Michelle and my brows furrow.
“Elena, we should–” Elena dismisses her with a wave of her hand, and Michelle reluctantly looks beneath the stroller, pulling out some folders. I peer over Elena’s shoulder as she takes them, flipping them open.
“What’s this?” I ask.
“Pack lists. I need to organize housing. There still isn’t enough room at your apartment building.” I almost groan. Can’t she take a day off?
“Elena, I’m sure that can wait,” I tell her, but she shakes her head and walks off. I sigh, looking at Michelle, who watches her nervously.
I follow her as she reaches the car, opening the trunk and back doors to put the boys in. I grip her shoulder.
“Are you okay?” I whisper, looking into her eyes, yet her jaw clenches, and she swallows, pulling her gaze from mine.
“I’m here for you if you need anything,” I whisper softly as Elena slowly turns to face me. She nods, her eyes void of all emotion, but despite everything, she manages a small smile that I know is fake.
“I’m fine,” is all she says, but I know she’s not. Despite Khan’s protests, I don’t press the matter. Instead, I help her get the boys in the car.
“You need to do something!” Khan snarls angrily at me, and I am beginning to think he is right. She keeps going like this. She’ll burn out.
Chapter Seventy-One
Axton
Elena hid in my office the moment we got home and has been in there for three hours now with the door closed. I can hear her on the phone organizing housing for her pack members.
Looking for an excuse to go in there, I make her a coffee. Popping my head into the living room, Luke is watching TV with the boys. He glances at me before turning his attention back to the TV.
"I wouldn't. She'll bite your head off," he warns, knowing his sister too well. Walking into MY office, she is on the phone, staring out the window as she talks to someone on the phone. Elena glances at me, and I hold up the mug, and she points to my desk as if I don't know where it is.
Setting it down, I sit in my chair across from her. She's so focused on the conversation that she doesn't even blink when I focus all my attention on her.
"Just find them. There has to be a record somewhere," Elena says into the phone before hanging up. She turns to me, and I can see the exhaustion written all over her face.
"If you're here to lecture me more about working--"
I hold my hand up, stopping her. "Just checking on you," I admit, and she sighs, reaching for a box of paperwork I recognize to belong to her father. She and Luke went home the other day to rummage through her old house and came home with mountain loads of paperwork. Luke returned with a few of his old belongings, too.
"How is the housing situation going?" I ask her, watching as she digs through the box.
"Sorted now," she tells me, opening up a folder and flicking through the sleeves.
"So, who were you on the phone to then?" I question, and I can feel her annoyance at me distracting her.
"The Supernatural Council. I am looking for records on Osiris," she tells me, and my brows furrow in confusion.
"Why?" I ask, a little shocked. Elena sets the folder down, shrugging off her blazer and tossing it on the brown leather couch.
"Because after the other night, I've been doing some digging about my father's debt. So we know he was stealing money from the council, and he got into some gambling debts. Stiles found out and confronted him. Then he ends up dead, but where has Osiris been this entire time?" she asks me, and I shrug.
"Well, after going through my father's files, I found something interesting. Once a month, money was coming into a separate bank account that my father held. I linked that bank account to Osiris. I checked Thomas' old accounting files, which I could rummage up, and after my father sold the laundromat to Thomas. I noticed Thomas started receiving money monthly into the laundromat account, which was how I caught Thomas in the first place, through these deposits he couldn't explain, but before that, it was going into a secret account my father had, as soon as my father sold the laundromats to Thomas he started receiving the same monthly figures. My father and Thomas were working with Osiris."
My mouth opens in shock, and I can feel my heart beating out of my chest. "Do you think Osiris was the one who killed his father?" I ask her, and she chews her lip, a thoughtful expression slipping onto her face.
