The Wolves Den {Larry Mpreg}

Chapter 1

Chapters will be about this length

“We’re going to be living here?” Louis asks his mum, turning away from the home to look at her with a raised, plucked brow.

“Yes Louis, we are. Now go get your things,” She tells him, looking at the home herself. It is a nice home: clean paint, large porch, and mowed front lawn. It is two stories tall and pretty large, Louis couldn’t say he doesn't like the home. He just doesn't like where it is located. It is in the middle of the forest.

“You’ll be able to shift and run around without humans seeing you,” Johanna tells him as she walks by with a large box in her arms.

Their belongings, other than clothes, are in a truck being driven by hired help. Louis huffs and grabs one of 4 duffle bags he packed into their small car.

“There are bugs all over the place,” Louis tells his mum as they crossed paths on the porch. She laughs and pats him on the shoulder.

“That’s something you’ll have to get used to,” She tells him, and Louis shakes his head, moving into their new home. It is large with an open concept. The floors are hardwood, and the walls have been paintedpale colours. There is a staircase to Louis' right and he climbs it. He needs to know what room he is going to be in. It is a small hallway with three doors. “There’s an ensuite in both our rooms but that door-” Louis mother says, pointing to the door at the end of the hall “-leads to the attic. You can do your painting up there,” She tells him while moving into the room to the left.

Louis opens the white door on the right and walks in. It is large, very much so. There is a single step up to a little platform where Louis' bed will sit. He likes that. There is a window to Louis' right. It faces the front of the house, and there is a bench so he can sit and watch the nature.

“I have to paint my room,” Louis says when his mum walks in, looking around.

“Yes, you do,” She tells him, touching the baby pink walls. It was so far the only thing in the house that Louis hasn't really liked, but he hasn’t seen much of it.

“Can I go out and get some paint? Can we have my room things put in the living room until the paint dries?” He asks and Johanna nods, pulling the car keys from her back pocket.

“What colour are you going to get?” She asks him and Louis shrugs. looking around the room and then nodding to himself.

“A dark blue. I’ll grab spray paint as well and make it look like space,” Louis tells her and she nods, pleased with his choice.

“I like it, but you have to have it done by the end of the weekend. You’re going to school Monday,” She tells him, and Louis groans, stamping his foot.

“Mum,” He whines, but she gives him one of those motherly looks. He wasn’t getting away with skipping. Louis sighs and walks from the room. It's time to buy paint.

By the time Louis gets home, the sun is setting and most of their home is already set up. The kitchen needs to be unpacked, but the living room has been put into order. Johanna informs Louis that the workers put his things into the attic and will be back when they call to put it into his room.

“Thanks,” He tells, her going into his room with the cans of paint and brushes. He closed the door and opens the window. His mum hates the smell of fresh paint.

When Louis was done putting on the base coat, he goes down to join his mum for a chinese take out dinner. Louis normally would have cooked but it would have been impossible without going grocery shopping first.

They chat about what they were going to do while they were there and the things they were going to see.

“I’ve got to finish painting,” Louis says and gets up from the couch he was sitting on with his mum. He takes care of his trash and then goes to start the spacey effect of his walls. It is going to take all night, but Louis doesn't mind. It is going to be worth it in the end.