Aaron P.O.V

Hot, sweaty bodies pressed against each other. It smelled of sex, drugs, and liquor. Twinks where on the prowl for a good fuck. Every Friday, I have to come here for a meeting with Paul to get a new contract. I make my way through the herd of drunk and disorderly men. When I reached the other side of the club, I entered the VIP section. Decorated to give off a posh vibe, it was completely soundproof. To the far left I spotted Paul with some slut.

"Aaron, here on business again?" Paul asked. 

He knows why I'm here. I would never step foot in this club without a reason. 

"Paul, why do you always play this game? I mean really, you should be married now." I stated. 

Looking at the slut who is completely confused.

"My fiance has decided to get away from it all." Paul said carelessly. Meaning he got caught cheating again. 

"He really loves you. Why do you find the need to sleep with other people?" I questioned.
I'm really tired of his bullshit. I even bothered to get a new tux for his wedding.

"He is into the whole no sex before marriage crap." Paul explained. He sighed and pushed the slut away.He walked over to the bar and picked up a file folder. 

"This is the target. The rest of the information is in there."
I grabbed the folder from him. What the fuck! 

"Are you seriously expecting me to believe this shit?" I yell.
Re-reading the line over again. 

"I tend not to read any of the shit." Paul said simply will pulling out his phone.

This is some kind of joke. Seriously, my target is a werewolf. A so called 'Alpha' at that. There is a just in case page. What do I look like being 'mates' to a half-dog, half-man? Can't even imagine spending the rest of my life with that thing. The whole running into rouges thing is were I draw the line. Crazed wolves with red eyes. I turn to see Paul on his phone, pleading with his fiance to come home.

"Kyle, I love you. They didn't mean anything. The thought of not being inside of you, was killing me." Paul argued. 

He waited for Kyle to finish rambling. They are so right for each other, once you get past Paul's cheating and the fact that Kyle is so naive and innocent; that he has no clue what sex is. He grew up with two dads that were so religious, they never had sex in the same house as Kyle. Never once have him the sex talk and when they found out Kyle was gay, they threw out the were babies come from talk. They don't approve of Paul at all. Their hopes of Kyle using Paul to get to me were squashed when Kyle agreed to marry Paul.

All Kyle's dad's told him was no sex before marriage, so he followed their rules. Paul being raised by two mom's, you would think he was all about emotions. Yeah, right! His mama, June works for the FBI and his mommy, Zulmarie works for the CIA. They basically are a family trained to use guns. I was found on the street by my dad, Hector, when I was six.

He was a twenty-five year old bouncer getting off work, heard me sniffling behind a dumpster. Without a second thought he took me home. Only problem, he really loves cute things, like adorable causes cute aggression. He has pictures of me in cute animal costumes. He hung them all over the house. If you didn't know daddy on a personal level, you would think he was a pedophile.

It also the reason only Paul is allowed over there.
"I know, just come home please?" Paul pleaded.

"We...I...No..." Paul paused. Coming toward me and thrusting the phone into my chest. 

"Get him to come home." Paul demanded. I put the phone to my ear. 

"Paul this is the tenth time I caught you. Maybe mommy and daddy were right about you." Kyle sobbed. I really feel bad for Kyle. 

"Kyle, it's Aaron." I said slowly. He sighed. 

"Just great! Avoid talking about it!" Kyle shouted. Pulling the phone away from my ear, he sounded very upset.

"Kyle, if you wanted to run off you could have came to my house." I calmly replied. I thought of Kyle as my little brother. 

"I can't do it anymore Aaron." He sobbed. 

"Do what?" I asked knowing full well what it was.

"Turn a blind eye to all his cheating!" He cried out. Going into a full breakdown.

"Hey, don't cry. I know Paul is my friend, but this is getting ridiculous. When I come home from this job, you and I will spend as much time as you need to recuperate." I said softly.

"What about Paul?" He asked.

"Forget Paul, he doesn't deserve you." I said tightly. 

I looked forward Paul and feel my blood boil at the sight. What the hell is wrong with him?! Who the hell has sex with a slut while their best friend is on the phone with their fiance! Who they supposedly want to come home.

"I will call you later, I promise" I said quickly.  I tucked the file in my jacket.

"Okay. What is that noise?" He asked knowing it was Paul. The slut was moaning very loud behind me. 

"Don't worry about it. Just don't answer the phone or the door unless it's your parent, my dad, or me. Not for Paul or anyone else. Understand?" I said sternly. Knowing he would listen to me without a doubt. 

"Fine." He huffed. 

He sounded heartbroken. I hung up and threw the phone at Paul. It hit Paul in the face. 

"What the fuck Aaron!?" Paul yelled clutching his nose, letting the homewrecker fall. 

"Un-fucking-believable! How do you live with yourself? Toss Kyle off to me and fuck him while I try and calm down Kyle." I seethed.  I stormed out of the room. Maybe I should have married Kyle.