Stiles didn't honestly think it would take much convincing to get Derek's crazy uncle on board with his idea. Thankfully, it didn't. Just the promise of undermining Derek seemed to make Peter positively ecstatic. That note of glee in his voice definitely creeped Stiles out.

Whatever. As long as they could keep the pregnancy a secret from the Alpha pack for as long as possible. "Great. Sounds like a plan." Like it or not, Stiles would have to trust Peter. It would be so easy for him to hand off an herb that could terminate the pregnancy instead of masking it. He was hoping Peter had better survival instincts then that because he knew Derek would go berserk if that ever happened.

"I'm going to be showing in a few months." As scrawny as Stiles was, he'd probably look like a snake that had swallowed a watermelon by his third trimester. Eventually people were going to notice. He wasn't stupid enough to think he could hide this forever. Not from an encroaching pack of alphas.

"I can wear baggier clothes, that's not a big deal. Derek wants me off the lacrosse team though. All I do is sit on the bench anyway!"