ONE NIGHT WITH MY EX'S FATHER

MALIA'S POV A raindrop. And then another. In a minute, I was drenched in the heavy rain. It was bad enough that I'd had a bad day at work with my supervisor overworking me until I was the last person to leave the building, now I was far away from home and soaked in the f*****g rain because I didn't have enough to pay for a cab home. I could barely hear her wolf, Mai whisper that I was right outside my boyfriend, Kurt's gated mini-mansion. I stood out in the pouring rain until my gaze met the front of the gate I was standing right in front of. He wouldn't mind having me over for a while until the rain stopped, I reasoned. I cleared my identity with the security, and walked in straight to the door and then into the guest bathroom where I cleaned myself up, shivering. I couldn't wait to tell Kurt about how the supervisor had gaslit his girlfriend into working extra hours while everyone else had gone home. I walked up the stairs to his study where I was sure he would be, my nose picking up a very familiar scent. As I approached the door, the scent increased, and so did my heart rate. I quickened my steps and opened the door sharply to…an empty room with nobody inside? What was my wolf playing at? Shrugging the unnecessary tension I had developed off, I proceeded to his bedroom and knocked. No answer came from within, then I remembered it was soundproof. I walked back downstairs and took out her phone from my bag, dialing Kurt’s number. No answer. He had to be in because his car was parked in the driveway. He was most likely having his bath, and I didn't mind seeing something I didn't usually see. With that, I pushed the door open casually. “Hey, I've been…”. I stopped. My mouth froze along with my legs. I swallowed hard, my eyes taking in the epitome of disgust that was on display in front of me. Kurt, buck naked ramming his c**k into a mystery woman who was on all fours with her ruffled hair all over the sheets. My eyes scanned the room hastily. Their clothes were all over the place and an ashtray of cigarettes and a bottle of whiskey lay on the bedside table. They went at it with scattered moans and ruffled sheets, completely oblivious to my presence. I took a few steps back and practically tiptoed out of the room. I didn't know what emotion to fully process. I raced downstairs and grabbed her bag in a haze, running out back into the rain. This act only meant one thing: Kurt no longer needed me. The worst part was that I had no right or reason to cry because it had been one big agreement. A FEW MONTHS EARLIER “Hey, hey, slow down!” I screamed at the man who had just brushed past me with an insane speed. I watched him stop, then turn back to me as if sizing me up. “Come with me” he begged, tugging at my arm gently. He had on a sports cap and dark sunshades and was donned in a large jacket and dark pants that matched the color of his sunshades. “Excuse me? Why would I come with you? I don't even know you” I countered, irritated. He took off the cap and sunshades and I nearly screamed. He was the Alpha's son, Kurt. “Trust me, I won't hurt you. I just need a small favor” Kurt pleaded. I stood transfixed to the spot, wondering why he would need a favor from ME of all the ladies in town. “I'll pay, whatever you want I'll give to you. Just help me please” Kurt added. I followed him immediately. I had always been a goal getter and I needed as much help as I could get at that moment. Kurt dragged me down to a corner where he took off his cap and shades and placed them on me, pulling me into a long and sensual kiss. I, confused as I was, played well into it as flashes of lights hit us in a split second from nowhere. Kurt stopped and dragged me along to a car that was waiting to take him, jumping in after me. “What just happened?” I probed, taking off the cap and sunshades. I imagined this would be the beginning of our wild love story. Kurt sighed with satisfaction. “We, my lady, just fooled the press” he simply said. Judging from my further confused facial expression, Kurt explained further. “You are ‘my mystery woman’ who just saved me from a lifetime of crazed female fans with wild delusions” he added. “So I'm your anonymous girlfriend…?” I asked. “Exactly! You're catching on” Kurt commended. “What does all of this mean though?” I inquired, the smile on my face widening. “That a few things will change from now. I hope you're ready for the ride” Kurt responded with a smirk. “We'll go to my place where we'll discuss terms and conditions before anything else. I hope you're okay with that?”. “Yeah” I answered. And that was it. I was officially Kurt's anonymous ‘girlfriend’ and it definitely kept the crazed ladies away. In return, he offered me a job at his company with a good pay enough for me to have savings. It was the perfect agreement. Even if my goal was to work hard enough for the job to last beyond our little agreement, I couldn't help the fact that I constantly wished we would connect on a deeper level and eventually hit it off in real life which would become our funny love story. But who was I kidding? Even if Kurt didn't have a single idea, my mother had a very controversial past as a harlot wolf who had managed to seduce a lot of heads in her time including rogues who we were primarily warned against. She had gone missing a few years after I was born and since then I'd lived with her brother, Lowe, and his little family. So if he had eventually fallen for me, it would've been nothing but disaster because he would eventually find out about the stigma that has followed me for most of my life. … I went over to Kurt's place after work the next day, and he didn't appear pleased to see me. Ironic. I didn't care much for that anyway, so I went ahead to confront him about the mystery woman he was in bed with the day before. “I caught you in bed with a woman yesterday…” I began. “Malia, I wanted to tell you myself…” he cut in, glaring into my eyes. He paused, his lips twitching. My heart raced. “I'm done with the agreement. You're as good as dead to me” he added in a cold tone. “D…Dead to you?” I fidgeted. “Yes. You didn't think I would eventually find out about your mother's crazy past, did you? I can't have anything to do with the daughter of a f*****g harlot. You know what that would do to my reputation?” Kurt scoffed. I inhaled and exhaled multiple times, trying so hard to suppress the tears in my eyes. Kurt had no idea what he had done by just casually bringing up the one thing that had consistently haunted me from childhood. “S…so does this mean…”. “Don't make any more casual drop ins to this place or my company building”. My jaw dropped. I knew what was coming. “You're fired, Malia”. Everything went pitch black after that statement. Or so I thought. Either way, my life was still over. I dragged myself back to my uncle, Lowe's house and to the one person who I was sure would sympathize with me. The one person who knew every single detail of my life, including the ones I was forbidden to tell her. My cousin and best friend, Lupita. Lupita lay on her bed carefree and on her phone, giggling away. Her long white hair which she'd dyed to match her eyes lay scattered over her shoulder and extended to the bed. “Kurt fired me” I dropped, slouching on her bed. Lupita sat up, staring at me with rage in her eyes. “Oh my goodness, what the hell? Why? Why would he do that?!” Lupita questioned. “I don't …I don't even know, I just…” I broke into tears before I could continue. Lupita watched me, waiting for me to wipe my tears and continue. “I caught him with a woman in bed just yesterday and I even had the decency not to interrupt because what we had was never real. I confronted him about it though, to know what it would mean for our agreement and he fired me on the spot, saying that he found out about my mother. I can't even process what I'm going through right now” I rambled on. Lupita pulled me in, placing my head on her shoulder as she patted my back. “Oh I'm so sorry, Malia. Kurt is a f*****g i***t for judging you. The least he could've done was turn a blind eye and let you keep working at the office where no one knew who you were. So sorry, darling” Lupita consoled me. I was eternally grateful for the gift of her, the one person who understood me like the back of her palm. “Let me get you some of the soup I made, it'll help you ease your tension” Lupita offered. Before I could object, she rushed down to the small kitchen in the house. My focus shifted to her unlocked phone which she had been giggling at when I entered. Curious to know who the gentleman was, I picked up her phone and my eyes immediately landed on the name. Kurt. I chuckled. It had to be another Kurt. I went through the texts all the way to the beginning and it looked like they'd been texting each other for a whole month when I calculated the dates. My eyes darted through the jokes, romantic talks and everything they'd exchanged. And then I returned to the first text of the day. ‘Well from what I could gather, her mother is a shameful harlot and I heard her family has endured so much just by accommodating the accident that is her. Sometimes I just wish she would go away so they could return to their normal lives. I feel pity for them’ - Lupita. ‘That’s wild! Why would she keep this from me?! I f*****g risked my reputation just by being around her’ - Kurt. ‘I know. That's how she is. This particular mysterious behavior she has was what made us split up as friends in the first place. I'm sorry she would even do that to you, she's a nutcase’ - Lupita. ‘Well lucky for her, I know just how to take care of nutcases’ - Kurt. ‘Yesterday was f*****g lovely by the way. You didn't lie when you said you could handle all of my wild fantasies in bed. Can't wait for you to grace my bed again’ - Kurt.