The Wolves Den {Larry Mpreg}

Chapter 2

"I'm going to be meeting the Beta Wednesday to go to 'the house,'" Louis held up two of his fingers to quote Zayn about the home. Louis' mother nodded then took a long sip of her cooling tea. It was later in the day, after dinner time, and they were both going to retire to bed soon.

"So you don't know who the Alpha is?" she asked, and Louis shrugged.

"Only his name. Harry," he told her.

Louis' mother pursed her lips and swirled her tea around in her cup some. The kitchen was quiet and Louis liked it. He hated it when there was too much noise, it hurt his ears and gave him a headache. "Harry will know that you're an Omega," Louis sighed, sitting down at the island instead of standing there awkwardly.

"I'm scared," Louis confessed, wringing his fingers together, "I'm an omega. What if he's a douche? He might just want to take advantage of me," Louis told her, "I almost gave myself away to the Beta. Well, I'm sure he caught on. Zayn doesn't look to stupid," Louis buried his face into his hands.

"You're going to be fine. Go to 'the house' with him and fit in as much as you can. You've told me that the wolf, Niall, seems like a good friend. Keep him around, he could probably get to his boyfriend for you if anything happened," Louis smiled and nodded, standing up again from his seat.

"Well, I'm going to bed. I have a full day ahead of me tomorrow," Louis said and kissed his mother on the cheek then left the kitchen to his room. He stripped from his clothes, deciding he'd shower in the morning, and pulled on sweats and a loose t-shirt before he crawled under his covers and drifted off, his mind running over all of the possibilities that his new found friends could bring to him.

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The first day of Harry's class went normal, much like he had expected it would. He had public speaking with Liam, and since they weren't actually preparing to give speeches he allowed himself to turn his attention elsewhere. It dragged on longer than Harry would have liked, and he knew he was already going to have to listen to five other teachers' rules. His next class, though, he knew he wouldn't have any of his friends in it with him.

He was reluctant to head towards that class, as it would not only be lonely, but it was math class, and he wasn't a fan of math. The moment he entered the room, however, he was hit with such an intense smell that he physically was unable to move his legs. Sucking in a sharp breath, he gripped tightly onto the frame of the door as his head spun. The smell, the unidentifiable smell, smelled absolutely fantastic. Much to his surprise, he found his pants tightening in the groin area, and it was that moment that he knew he had to find the source of the smell.

When he was finally able to stumble into the classroom letting the people, who had been patiently waiting behind him since they knew his wolf status and didn't dare ask him to move, in. The smell grew stronger as he frantically walked through the desks past people sitting down, he knew it had to be someone. But then he found the strongest source of smell, an empty desk. He quickly sat down in it, leaning and nonchalantly pressing his nose to the cool surface. Whatever the smell was, whoever it belonged to, Harry wanted them in his life.

Class started, but Harry was too focused on the scent to pay any attention to the teacher. Instead he rested his cheek on the desk, breathing in the wonderful smell that was both driving him mad and making him increasingly horny. He eventually had to place a notebook over his lap to hide the bulge in his pants. The smell had him so intoxicated that he nearly missed the teacher ending class until the bell made him startle to attention, banging his long knees on the desk. People walked past him to exit the classroom, and he smothered the animalistic growl that started up in him when people brushed too close. He couldn't allow himself to grow possessive of a desk.