The Wolves Den {Larry Mpreg}

Chapter 18

So this chapter is going to go a bit more into depth of them in wolf form more than usual? It's either going to be really bad or just kind of bad. Bear with me.

By twenty-four weeks pregnant, Louis was positively massive. He still had three months to go but he already waddled when he walked, was winded doing simple things like climbing up the steps, and had backaches and swollen ankles almost constantly. Even worse, much to Louis' dismay, he was beginning to get stretch marks on his tummy. Rather than before when he had been at a constant state of horniness, any time he even somewhat wanted intimacy he was turned off by the thought of trying to ride Harry since he couldn't be on his back, and when they tried to have sex with Louis on his side the babies always rested oddly on his bladder and made him have to pee.

And yet, Harry was very understanding, always helping Louis as best as he could. Zayn, Liam, and Niall had given up on helping Louis the previous week, as Louis didn't seem to want anyone else but Harry. If Harry was gone, Louis would shut himself up in his and Harry's room and hide in their bed until Harry came back, which of course pleased Harry in great amounts. Despite what Louis had said, and despite what he continued to say, he was certainly showing signs of nesting.

A few days after Louis had hit his six month mark, Harry returned home from one of the dreaded alpha meetings. Like Harry figured, Louis was in their room snuggled up in one of Harry's jumpers, surrounded by more of Harry's clothing since he no longer took just jumpers but whatever smelled like Harry.

"Oh, babies!" Harry sang quietly to make Louis unburrow himself from his little clothes nest. He'd been playing on his phone from inside, but he tossed it in abandonment onto the bed.

"Damn aa game," Louis pouted. "I keep slapping my balls together."

Harry's brow furrowed in confusion, as he stopped in front of where Louis sat on the bed, cupping the younger boy's face in one hand and rubbing Louis' round tummy with the other, "You what...?"

"Never mind," Louis sighed. "So um... the meeting?"

Louis had been so anxious about the meeting he'd nearly made himself sick, he didn't trust any of the alphas, and he hated when Harry had to go to their meetings.

"The alphas didn't say anything at all," Harry assured. "They just told us to take note of our pack boundaries and then to get back with them on whether or not we need to expand or unexpand for environmental reasons."

"That sounds exhausting," Louis sighed, nudging Harry with his leg. "My thigh muscles have been cramping all day as it is."

Harry crouched down then to grab Louis' hips and pull him forward on the bed a bit, just enough to get to his thigh. Louis gave a surprised huff and a look of annoyance, but he was surprised that Harry had moved him with such ease, he'd gained like thirty pounds, and according to Dr. Hugh he still weighed less than the norm at six months pregnant.

"You know... you could come with Zayn and me. To walk around the pack boundary, I mean. You're supposed to be getting a little bit of exercise, and since your muscles ache in your human form, maybe your wolf form will be better. Dr. Hugh suggested it actually, so it's safe."

Louis was already shaking his head, "No way, I hate my wolf form. I'd rather keep my thumbs. Besides, you and Zayn always look flawless all muscled and sleek and I'm just a fat brown blob of fur."

"You're not a brown blob of fur," Harry laughed, rubbing at Louis' thighs. "Come with us, it's always fun because we can completely shut Zayn out and talk about him behind his back in our heads."

"I don't want to leave the pack house," Louis whined. "It's too much effort."

"You're coming with me," Harry insisted. "I want you to come with me, it'll be good for you and the babies to get fresh air."