Chapter 159: Bullied Mate Of The Alpha Triplets

“Tristen, I think I'm pregnant," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Tristen's eyes widened in shock; his mind went blank. A look of disbelief appeared on his face due to the unexpected news.

"What? How is that possible?" he asked, trying to keep his voice low.

Priscilla's face crumpled, and she began to cry."I don't know, Tristen! It just happened!" Tristen's anger and frustration boiled over, but he tried to remain calm, knowing that yelling at Priscilla wouldn't solve anything. He took a deep breath and tried to process what he was being told. Pregnant? How was he supposed to deal with that?

"And? Why am I being told?" Tristen said calmly, quietly hoping it wasn't what it thought it was. He felt his heart racing all over.

Priscilla looked at him like he had grown an extra head. "It's yours, of course!"

"You're joking," Tristen scoffed. "How am I supposed to believe that?"

"We had sex, Tristen," Priscilla almost screamed at him.

"You forced me to! Besides, I'm not the only one you spread your legs for," he retorted, and she looked mortified at his words.

"I didn't have sex with anyone after you, the timing and everything, Tristen. And besides we did it raw, I’ve never done that with anyone" she looked like she was going to break down and start crying.

Tristen's skepticism was evident on his face. "Priscilla, come on. You're not exactly known for your honesty," he said, his voice firm but controlled. "How do I know you're not just making this up for attention?"

Priscilla's face fell, and she looked at him with tears in her eyes. "I'm not lying, Tristen. I swear. I wouldn't make something like this up."

Tristen raised an eyebrow. "Really? You wouldn't? Would you like me to remind you of what went down with Lucas did and how you pushed the blame to only me?"

Priscilla's face flushed with shame, but she persisted. "That was different, Tristen. I was hurting, and I didn't know how to cope. But this... This is different. Please, just listen to me. I swear it's your child, Tristen. I always use protection. When it came to you, you fucked me without one."

Tristen sighed and rubbed his temples. He didn't believe her, but he also didn't want to be a jerk about it. "Fine. Let's go get a pregnancy test. Do you agree with that?"

Priscilla's eyes immediately lit up, and she nodded. "Yes, yes, of course. I have nothing to hide. I'm not telling any lies."

Tristen's eyes narrowed, his mind still skeptical. "Follow me to the drugstore, Priscilla. We'll pick up a pregnancy test and settle this once and for all." He didn't believe her, but he needed to know for sure.

Priscilla nodded, her eyes welling up with tears. "Thank you, Tristen. I promise I'm not lying."

Tristen raised an eyebrow but said nothing. He just gestured for her to follow him, and they left the corner they were in and walked back into the party.

"Hey, guys, we've got somewhere to be," Tristen announced, his voice firm but his eyes avoiding his teammates' curious gazes.

The team looked at them in confusion. "What's going on?" one of them asked, but Tristen just shook his head.

"Nothing serious, I just have something I need to take care of," He said. Zealina's eyes darted between Tristen, who had a frown on his face, and Priscilla, who stood behind him nervously.

What was going on?

"You sure, bro?" Ernest asked.

"Yeah, celebrate without me, guys. I'll catch up with you later."

He and Priscilla left the party and drove in an awkward silence to the nearest drugstore. Tristen didn't say anything as they walked in and picked up a pregnancy test. He paid for it and handed it to Priscilla, his eyes still skeptical.

They drove back to her apartment, and the tension between them rose even higher. Priscilla fidgeted with the test in her hand, her eyes darting to Tristen's face, but he remained expressionless.

Finally, they arrived at her apartment, and Priscilla went into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. Tristen waited outside, his mind racing with possibilities. What if she was lying? What if she was telling the truth?

What would he do if Priscilla was truly pregnant for him, as she claimed? He scolded himself mentally for having unprotected sex with her in the first place.

The minutes ticked by, and Tristen's anxiety grew. He paced back and forth in front of the bathroom door, his heart pounding in his chest.

There was no denying that it was going to be extremely difficult if she was indeed pregnant. He would be leaving the pack in a week to further his career and all of a sudden he had a baby on the way? What was he going to do?

Finally, the door opened, and Priscilla emerged, the test in her hand. He set the timer while they patiently waited for the results in silence.

Immediately the alarm rang, Tristen's eyes locked onto the small window, and his heart stopped. Two pink lines stared back at him, confirming that Priscilla was indeed pregnant.

Tristen's world went silent, his mind reeling with the implications. He was going to be a father. The thought sent his head spinning. He wasn't ready for this.

Priscilla was genuinely pregnant. She was pregnant for him.