In the previous chapter:
"I cannot walk another day on the earth without you." Both hearts began playing a harmony, the instruments of their souls intertwining in an array of beats and their breaths.
"Louis, will you give me the honour of calling you mine?"
Louis' thoughts were racing and his brain was scrambling to form words.
"That is sudden, Harry."
It was an avalanche of dread and Harry's world crumbled into dust. His heart, that he finally chose to follow, is broken into millions of pieces. It scattered all over his soul like glass. Harry's inner wolf howls in pain, despair and desperation.
Harry can feel the cold and emptiness consuming him. It was what he was used to, and Louis was the next in line to cause him that pain. He was embarrassed and hiding his face in his hands but Louis moves up his body, causing the Alpha's shirt to rise slightly, "But," The Omega licks his lips, "I like sudden, it is spontaneous." A giggle tumbles from his lips.
At that moment, a fire erupted from under Harry's heart. It was liberating, a heavenly drug filling his veins, it made him warm and full of hope and love.
"Will you?" Harry asks again.
"Hm, let's see..." Louis trails off, a mad grin growing on his face, "Will you always tell me the truth?"
Harry didn't need to think, "Yes, yes, yes." He repeats. "Of course, baby blue." Harry slips his hand into Louis, like puzzle pieces they were complete. His alpha was preening in Louis' glow.
"Then, yes." Louis' blues twinkle happily, "I will be your mate."
Not being able to contain his joy, Harry gathers the small grinning boy in his arms and flips them around. Giggles, adoration and, happiness soared in the air above them as they cuddled under the covers. Harry can see the rest of his life being spent with Louis. Living in a cozy house whether it is in the town or in the privacy of the forest, with at least two children, hopefully, more because Harry had dreams of raising a big family and, slow dancing in the living room on a Friday night.
"Did you ask my mother?" Louis asks, his brown hair fanned out on the pillow.
"Yes," Harry smiles, snuggling his face into Louis' neck and inhaling the intoxicating scent, "I asked her before I came up here." He licks the skin there.
"What if she had said no?" Louis' voice was a little deeper than usual since he was still sick, but that didn't stop Harry from chasing his lips. Louis is oblivious.
Harry still tries to kiss him. "I would have still trained you to hunt though it would kill me to watch you grow and mate with another." The Alpha eventually gives up and looks at Louis sheepishly. "There was no concrete plan."
"Why not?"
"May I kiss you?"
"You did not answer my question."
"You did not either." Louis grunts and not a moment later, Harry's lips are against his.
It was so strange for someone's lips to feel familiar despite never kissing them. That was how Louis felt, Harry's lips were so plump and warm. They carried a calming comfort that no home could provide, Louis was far too overwhelmed that he whines.
"And to answer your question," Harry mumbled against Louis' lips. "I did not feel like I needed one." He leans closer, his nose bumping Louis', he wanted to crawl into Louis' mouth and live there, it was their first kiss but Harry was helplessly addicted.
"What if I said no?" The Omega questions, pulling away from Harry's lips.
The air changes between them, electricity from the kiss falls dead. "I do not know." Harry wasn't lying, he didn't know what he would do if Louis had broken his heart right then and there.
There were different possibilities. He could completely disappear from town and his pack, run away into the dark woods and live in the wild. He could isolate himself in his house until he starved to death. If his mate said no, it was so secret that he would be in an eternal nightmare.
"Louis! Harry! Dinner time!"
A sigh flows from Louis' lips, at least his mother had the decency to not send one of his siblings to get him. He goes to stand but Harry yanks him down, his weight colliding with Harry's fit body. "We need to eat, my Alpha."
"Hm." Harry hums, the nickname made his wolf howl in joy, "Just a moment." He says, sitting up and pulling the Omega onto his lap, Louis watches with curiosity as Harry slowly slips a shiny silver ring off his pinky with an 'H' engraved on it and swirls decorating the sides. "I want you to have this," His words were as slow as honey.
He places the ring onto Louis' little finger - surprisingly, it fits perfectly since Harry's pinky was the width of Louis' ring finger. "It was given to me by my father before he left."
Louis rips his eyes away from the beauty of the ring that adorned his finger. "Your father?"
"No questions." Harry bops Louis' nose. "That, my sweet Omega, is another story for another time."
"That is gorgeous, Harry!" Flora squeaks upon spotting the expensive silver on Louis' finger.
"Thank you." The Alpha bows.
"No more distractions!" Flora shakes her head before passing a stack of plates to her son and a bundle of utensils to her soon-to-be son-in-law, "Get the table set, please!"
The mother of seven couldn't help but want to squeeze the life out of her son, but also beg him to stay, but at the end of the day, Flora trusted Harry, more than any soul could understand. He was just someone who had a natural protective element, anyone who was near him immediately felt safe. It was a tradition for Omegas to leave their family to make a nest with their mate, Flora remembers doing it when she was a teenager.
The family eats dinner peacefully. Each of them knew it will be the last one with Louis for a long time. If anything, they were all overjoyed for him, but sad to see him go. But it was natural, an end to a new beginning. It would be a crime to stop Louis from living without his Alpha. It was lovely, the laughs shared and memories made among the mix of Betas, Omegas, and Alphas.
Before Louis knew, it was 9 in the evening. The moon at its highest and shining brightly in the darkness among stars. The blue-eyes boy falls asleep with a smile and a warm heart, excited for what the next day will bring to him and his new mate.
"I love you, mom." The Omega whispers, his stomach at his feet from the thought of not seeing his own mother for weeks, maybe months. He bid a depressing farewell to his siblings, planting a loving kiss on each of their foreheads. Here he was, not even twenty and moving in with his mate. He walks out of his mother's house, inhaling the smell of moss and wildlife. Harry's hand in his - Louis couldn't wipe the smile off his face.
He woke up extra early and spent the whole morning packing all his belongings, from clothing to pictures to his colouring pencils; Louis' room was left nearly empty by the time he had to leave. Being the sweetheart he is, Harry sent some of his pack members to help carry Louis' bags because it was easier to take the shortcut through the forest than driving through the city.
Upon arriving at his new home, Louis was radiating an extremely nervous smell, then it became suffocating and impossible to ignore. Harry pulled him aside to comfort his trembling Omega. He holds Louis' head in between his hands, cold rings pressing against the boy's skin and whispered countless encouraging words.
"W-What if they do not like me?" Louis wonders, eyes refusing to meet his Alphas, "You cannot choose me--I cannot separate you from your pack."
Harry's hands falling to Louis' hips, "They will love you," Harry promises, "Trust me, Baby Blue. No creature will ever come between you and me, as for you disrupting my pack; you will not."
A gentle yet passionate kiss is shared and it was enough for Louis to burst with confidence, maybe it was Harry's hand on his waist under his shirt or the fact that Harry scented him, but Louis was shining brighter than the sun. He speaks quietly, still far too shy to have conversations with the pack members who crowd him and Harry. They are all so kind, they look at him with warm eyes and welcoming smiles. Though Louis did hide behind Harry's arm for most of the time, it was nice to just curl behind Harry's tall frame.
The town was like a postcard. Houses of similar design of wood and creaky porches lined up with matching front lawns. It smelt so fresh, nothing Louis was used to. Pine and nature with a hint of pollen filtering up his nose. There was grass was everywhere apart from the dirt paths leading to different houses and areas. Lamp posts on each corner, some of them with pinned papers. There were so many people, all of them were different races and all emitting the same tenderness. Children laughed and played together while adults introduced themselves to the pack Alpha and his mate.
"Lou, this is my sister, Gemma." Harry introduces, after the small crowd that once surrounded then has scattered.
Louis is stunned, she was beautiful. Almost exactly like Harry but with higher cheekbones, thinner eyebrows and, longer hair. Her eyes a tad lighter than his mate's but that didn't lessen her beauty. To say the least, Louis wasn't surprised if Harry's mother happened to be a model.
"Hi," Louis beams, earning a comforting squeeze from the hand on his hip, "It is lovely to meet you."
The woman surges forward and hugs him tightly. "It is so great that Harry found you." She says quietly into his ear. "My brother had a bad habit of... I'm sure he told you."
Louis pulls away, nodding. "Yes. Are you older than Harry?"
"By a few years, the best few years of my life."
"Hey," Harry whines and Louis couldn't believe that this was the same man who offered to train him to hunt.
"I am joking!" Gemma laughs, dimples appearing by her wide smile. Her eyes catch sight of something behind Louis before she nods distantly, "I have got to go, my apologizes Louis." She wraps the boy in a warm hug again, "I will see you soon, I promise. Then we may have a real conversation." Then she leaves.
The mates didn't have a second of privacy before a Beta skipped up to them, his shoulder-length hair flopping happily on his head, "I am Peter," The red-haired man gestured to his attire, "As you can tell, I work in the farm."
Louis immediately perks up, "You have animals?"
"Yes, would you like to see them?"
And that was how Louis found himself squealing at the bucket of kittens, knee-deep in a pile of hay.
"They are so cute!" Louis practically shouts, his day just got a million times better.
Louis absolutely loved the farm, he pets every animal, tried to pick up some of them but they were far too heavy. He also listened carefully to Peter as he rambled on and on about each individual creature, learning the names and their care schedule. Eventually, the day comes to an end and Louis is forced to leave the farm--after promising Peter that he will be back another day.
The Alpha drags Louis to his house, the largest of them all--despite Harry refusing to be gifted the two-story house when he was first pronounced pack leader.
Harry was positive he heard a soft 'meow' from his mate and continued to watch the boy carefully as he made dinner for them while Louis sat on one of the counter stools with his hands in the pockets of his jacket.
After the tenth 'meow' Harry found himself stopping separating the spaghetti onto two plates and raises an eyebrow at the pink Louis who sat in front of him, "Did you hear that?" Harry asks, leaning over the counter to grab a napkin.
"Hear what?" Louis replies, eyes wide and lips moist.
It took another eyebrow raise from Harry for Louis to completely fall apart, "Please, Harry! Do not make me take her back!"
As expected, his pretty little Omega held the smallest of kittens in his hands, cradling the animal gently, "I mean, look at her!"
Louis wasn't overreacting, the kitten was truly adorable. Pure white, reminding Harry of a special someone, and a small patch of brown on one ear. The kitten had wide brown eyes and a small pink nose.
Harry purses his lips. "I am not sure, Blue."
"Please, Harry!" Louis whines, shoving the small kitten into Harry's face. Louis pouts deeply with Harry remains silent. "Please, Alpha!"
The Alpha sighs, "Fine, but we name her together."
"G'morning,"
Harry looks over his shoulder and couldn't help but scrunch his nose in fondness, there his beloved mate stood. His beady-eyes blinking up at him, a long loose t-shirt over his torso and falling to his thighs.
"Good morning, baby blue."
Louis' face had more colour than last night. The boy had been extremely anxious and a few tears slipped from his eyes. Harry found out that his Omega missed his family dearly, in pure desperation; Harry held the boy tightly in his arms, rocking him slowly as Louis sat in his lap until he fell asleep to the Alpha's quiet hums.
He felt Louis' cold hands sliding around his waist from behind, and the boy's forehead on his spine, "What are you doing up so early?" Louis squeaks out a yawn.
The Alpha chuckles, "It is only nine in the morning, darling."
Harry feels Louis' lips form a pout against his naked skin, "It is early for me." Louis says softly, his hands squeezing his Alpha's hips, "I think I am going back to sleep."
Harry shakes his head, loose hairs flying out his bun, "Sorry, Blue. We still have to make up for training." The Alpha grins cheekily when he hears Louis whine. "As much as I would love to go back to bed and snuggle you," Harry pauses, flipping a pancake, "I would rather have your hunting skills improve."
Louis mutters under his breath stubbornly before letting his arms fall to his sides. Harry sees him out of the corner of his eye, attempt to hop onto the counter--keyword, attempt. Meaning, Louis was failing miserably. With not enough upper body strength, the Omega was only getting an inch above the ground before his arms gave out.
Truth be told, Louis absolutely hated working out or anything athletic, including hunting which was why his skills were terrible. Harry turned down the stove, he didn't want to burn a pancake, and taking one step and grabs his mate's hips firmly.
The Omega squeals, as he is lifted from the ground to only be sat on the cold counter. He thanks Harry with a sweet kiss on the corner of the man's lips and with flushed cheeks; pulling the cotton shirt lower on his thighs upon seeing that the Alpha's eyes were practically glued to them.
The two eat breakfast together after Louis watched Harry cook from the counter and helped set the table. He managed to sneak off while Harry separated the food and slip on a pair of sweats that went past his feet, they were definitely Harry's. Breakfast satisfied Louis to the brim where he couldn't bother to finish the last strip of bacon on his plate and instead gave it to his mate.
"What are we naming her?" Louis asks, sitting on the bed as Harry walks out from the bathroom in nothing but a thin white towel. He pets the pretty little kitty on its small head, hearing it purr softly.
"What about Creampuff?" Harry says, going into the huge closet before returning in a pair of jeans and a plaid shirt.
Louis looks into the cat's warm eyes, grinning when she rubbed against his leg, "I love it." He says giddy, "We can call her Cream for short."
"I like Puff."
"I like Cream."
"Well then," Harry winks flirtatiously. "I have some cream for you, blue."
Louis' cheeks go red. "Harry!"
"It is whipped cream, it is in the fridge. Tastes phenomenal with watermelon." The Alpha replies coolly. "I have no clue what you are on about, darling."