Semua Bab HIS REJECTED PLUMP MATE IS A GENIUS TECH QUEEN: Bab 1 - Bab 6

TRINITY POV “Watch where you’re waddling, whale!” A hard shove from behind sent me stumbling into the stone pillar. Pain shot through my shoulder as I caught myself before I hit the floor. I winced, my heart sinking when I looked down at my dress. Champagne soaked the front of it, leaving an ugly stain across the pale fabric. My head snapped up as I quickly scanned the grand hall of the Evercrest Pack, praying Maria, the head maid, hadn’t caught me slacking. Laughter echoed through the room. Crystal chandeliers sparkled overhead while noble werewolves from different territories drifted between conversations, completely oblivious to my humiliation. Today was the Evercrest Débutante Ball—the most prestigious night in werewolf society. Every eighteen-year-old shewolf dreamed of standing beneath those chandeliers, dressed in silver, waiting to be presented before the high Alpha. All shewolves from the seven territories had come to attend. I should have been one of them. In

TRINITY POV I wasn’t alone. I yelped, staring at the figure lying beside me. My eyes traced the broad, tattooed shoulders. His back. I couldn’t see his face—he was lying face down. D…did we? I glanced down at myself and froze. There was blood between my legs. “By the goddess, Trinity!” I hissed, scrambling to my feet. I winced at the sharp pain between my thighs. What the hell did I just do?! Right on cue, memories from last night flooded my head all at once. From the moment I stumbled into the room thinking it was a bathroom, to drunkenly making a move on him. “Oh goddess,” I shoved my hands through my hair. “Okay. A drunken mistake.” I assured myself. It was a terrible drunken mistake. I quickly hurried into the bathroom, cleaned myself up, and put on my outfit, which luckily was still intact. I slipped out of the room and immediately ran into the bartender from last night. I cast my gaze down, too embarrassed to look at him. When I stepped outside, I took the fastest rou

TRINITY POV “Preg…nant?” I choked out. “Yes, Miss Justice,” Doctor Brenda replied. “Please come to the hospital as soon as you can so we can run additional tests and book your appointments.” My gaze dropped to my stomach, and I rested a trembling hand over it. The nausea. The dizziness. The overwhelming exhaustion. Had they all been symptoms? But it had only been one night. One mistake. I couldn’t possibly be pregnant. I didn’t even know who the baby’s father was. I only saw a tattoo—A black crescent moon stretched across his left shoulder blade. Three jagged scars cut through it, as though someone had tried to claw the ink from his skin. How the hell was I supposed to explain this to Mother? It wasn’t enough that I’d lost my virginity to a complete stranger, I was pregnant too and I fucking recognized him ny only a tattoo. “Miss Justice?” “I think there must be some mistake, Doctor Brenda,” I whispered, clutching the phone so tightly my fingers hurt. “I can’t… be pregnant. I