Two months had gone by so quickly.
Liam was now four months pregnant.
His belly had a small bump from the growing baby inside him, but very visible, if everybody were not werewolves, nobody would have guessed there was another life growing inside him.
Liam had never felt happier. He could feel the changes in his body day by day as the baby grew bigger inside his stomach.
This is the longest he has ever been pregnant, and he is so content and proud of himself for being able to go that far.
Anastasia was completely different now.
Like 100% different than how she was in his first pregnancy, her care and worry are not fake, it was all real and raw.
She took extrely good care of Liam, making sure he had everything he needed and wanted.
Everyone in the pack treated Liam very carefully like he might break if they were not gentle enough.
Little Alex, was so excited to be an uncle.
Well, he is going to be a brother, but Anastasia still has not found enough courage to sit him down and explain to him that his sister suddenly turned into his mother, and the baby that is supposed to be his niece is going to be his sister.
Anastasia’s parents were very happy to be grandparents one more ti, and as expected Elisabeth has been taking extra care of Liam.
Liam lived the attention and care of everyone which is why he was not complaining at all.
Xavier was happy to be an uncle, he had been showering his brother with gifts, and he made sure to call him every single day to make sure Liam was okay.
Xavier really missed having Liam around, but he could not be selfish, asking Liam to stay at Luna when he knew Liam would not be fully happy unless he was with his mate.
And William was thrilled to be a little aunt to the baby as well.
They all doted on Liam, looking after him constantly.
If Liam tried to do anything, soone was right there to take over and tell him to rest.
Anastasia never left Liam’s side, no matter how much she was busy with the pack’s business, he never left her mind at all.
She told him and told Cobra how much she loved the both of them every single day.
It’s like she needed to assure them that she loves them at least every morning.
And they always said it back to her.
There was one small issue though.
One little tiny problem.
Just one.
Anastasia’s rut.
When Anastasia went into her rut cycle for the past couple of months, Liam did not go into a heat or rut because of the pregnancy.
Not only that but also the doctor asked them not to have sex for a while just to make sure not to harm the baby especially because of the tragedy of his previous pregnancy.
It had been four whole months since Liam and Anastasia had been intimate together.
Anastasia and Liam were physically intimate four months ago, but Cobra was not involved at all.
First, he was at the clinic and then he stayed distant, working with his pack all day.
He visited Liam and Anastasia at night for a little while but then went back to his own pack alone.
Anastasia even let him know that he was more than welco to sleep in her room, with her and Liam, he thanked her but never actually stayed the night with them.
Cobra seed a bit removed and didn’t talk much to them.
Anastasia didn’t try to initiate any intimacy with Cobra because she didn’t want to push him away.
But she really wanted that connection with him too, the sa connection she has with Liam.
She wants to mark Cobra too.
She wasn’t sure how to even bring up the subject of being intimate together without making anyone feel left out.
She never planned for how sex would work between the three of them.
As Liam’s pregnancy continued, Anastasia spent more ti thinking about reconnecting intimately as a trio or only with Cobra since Liam was not allowed to have full sex during the first months.
But she was so frustrated because she craved Cobra but didn’t know how to talk to him about it.
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Liam wandered around the packhouse leisurely, a lollipop tucked in the corner of his mouth as he humd a soft tune.
Clad in loose grey sweatpants and an oversized shirt that engulfed his growing fra, he appeared utterly at ease - the picture of contentnt.
His dark hair, grown long and tousled, frad his face in a halo of golden waves that only enhanced his ethereal beauty.
The ink of intricate tattoos peeked out from beneath the stretched fabric at his wrists and neckline, lending him an aura of strength and mystery.
As he made his way upstairs, curiosity guided Liam’s steps toward the one room that had been strictly off-limits for months now.
Ever since Cobra had claid it for so secretive project, requesting the space closest to Anastasia’s chambers, it had beco his private sanctum.
Day after day, the blond intimidating Alpha would disappear behind that locked door, erging hours later lugging large black plastic bags filled with who knew what.
The sounds of his mysterious efforts echoed down the hall, fueling rampant speculation.
Rapping his knuckles against the heavy wood, Liam grinned mischievously. "Cobra? Blondie? I know you are in there," he crooned in a singsong voice.
The response was imdiate and gruff. "Liam, leave alone. Or I’m gonna blow out your head."
Undeterred, the smirk only widened across Liam’s face.
"You are gonna give a blowjob? I an, yeah sure, but you have to let in." he snarked back with a snort, no doubt imagining the frustrated head slap his teasing had provoked on the other side of the door.
Sure enough, the sounds of movent echoed from within before the door cracked open a few scant inches.
Cobra had clearly turned the lights off first, leaving his face shadowed as he glared out at his unwanted visitor with folded arms. "What do you want, freak?"
"Checking on my favorite blondie," Liam purred, all coy innocence.
Cobra’s tone remained clipped, brooking no argunt. "You have just done it. Now go back to Anastasia’s room and chill there. She’s going to get mad when she finds you here instead of resting."
Though his tone suggested exasperation, the underlying concern in his words wasn’t lost on Liam.
His eyes danced with undisguised delight at having provoked such worry from the prickly Alpha. "Aw, you know you are my favorite blondie? And you are worried about ? I knew you loved ."
"For goddess’ sake, please take back to the heavens. I don’t want to be here," Cobra huffed.
Pretending to pout, Liam wheedled, "Co on, let see what you are doing in that room. Pretty please, blondie."
Planting himself squarely in the doorway to block entry, Cobra remained unmoved. "Leave. I’m not telling or showing you what’s in there. Now go back to bed."
"Are you jerking off in there?" Liam asked with a sly smile on his face while looking down at Cobra’s lap.
A muscle ticked in Cobra’s clenched jaw, but he rallied with remarkable calm. "Yes, that’s exactly what I’m doing. You are very clever, Liam Snow. Now leave."
Fluttering his lashes with exaggerated innocence, Liam pressed, "Please let see, blondie."
As Cobra shifted to further blockade the doorway with his body, denying access, Liam didn’t heed the warning.
He feigned a wince, clutching at his stomach. "Aw, aw..."
In an instant, Cobra’s arms flew up in open surrender, jaw grinding. "I didn’t even touch you, you spoiled brat! Stop pretending like I hurt you, attention-seeker freak."
Rolling his eyes dramatically, Liam tried to shove past the blondie, only to have the door slamd shut and locked once more.
He pounded on the unyielding wood with both fists. "Let see, co on! I’m dying to know, blondie."
The words that t his demand were an icy slap of rejection. "I don’t want to show anyone, especially not you! I don’t want you anywhere near this room. Why can’t your thick skull just fucking understand that I don’t want you near this room?"
Liam froze, the stubborn smirk fading from his lips as Cobra’s shout echoed through him.
He shrank back, sothing shattering behind his eyes, leaving him raw and vulnerable in a way Cobra had never witnessed before.
Liam’s trusting naivete crumbled away to reveal the fragile man beneath.
The spark of life dimd in his slitted gaze as the realization hit him - Cobra didn’t see him as a friend or anything more than an inconvenient obligation that ca with Anastasia.
He hated Liam just as much as ever.
The unexpected anguish contorting Liam’s features hit Cobra like a physical blow, regret crashing over him in waves.
He clenched and unclenched his fists, mouth working soundlessly as he fought for the words to reclaim the rapport they’d begun rebuilding.
Just as Liam turned to flee, shoulders slumped in dejection, Cobra surged forward to snag his forearm.
"Wait, Liam...Liam, wait a second." Halting Liam with gentle force, Cobra attempted to explain, "I-I didn’t an it like that. I’m sorry."
When he receives no response beyond Liam’s glassy-eyed stare at the floor, his mind imdiately explains that the reason why Cobra has apologized is because he doesn’t want to make Anastasia sad " It’s fine I won’t tell Anastasia."
Cobra raked a hand through his hair, chest squeezing with remorse. "I didn’t an it like that, Anastasia has nothing to do with this," he repeated hollowly before resigning himself with a sigh. "Let just show you so you understand."
Finally, Liam allowed himself to be guided forward with that insistent pressure on his arm.
He crossed the threshold with leaden steps, still avoiding Cobra’s no doubt remorseful stare.
The sight that awaited him inside that long-forbidden room, however, was finally enough to pierce through the fog of turmoil clouding his senses.
Liam’s breath escaped in a harsh, punched-out rush as his eyes swept the once-empty room in utter disbelief.
His lips parted on a soundless gasp, blinking rapidly as if to dispel so cruel illusion before him.
But the miraculous vision didn’t waver or fade.
Everywhere his stunned gaze fell, signs of ticulous preparation and loving craftsmanship surrounded him in warm, welcoming hues. What was once a stark, hollowed-out space had been utterly transford into a nurturing haven clearly ant to swaddle and shelter the most precious of occupants.
Liam’s shocked expression morphed gradually into one of slack-jawed wonder, the furrow of pained rejection easing from his brow. Slowly pivoting on the balls of his feet, he drank in every lovingly assembled detail with rapt fascination.
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