บททั้งหมดของ REBORN WITH A SSS-CLASS LEVEL WEREWOLF SYSTEM, READY TO BURN: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 5

Three Weeks of SilenceIt had been three weeks since Trent promised to come back for her.Daphne Quinn pressed a trembling hand against her swollen stomach as another contraction twisted through her abdomen. Her other hand gripped the edge of the sofa, knuckles whitening beneath her skin."Not yet," she whispered. "Please, little one. Just a little longer."The holographic screen mounted on the opposite wall flickered, replaying the Ascension Trials' final announcement.TRENT COOPER: F-CLASS TO A-CLASS. OFFICIAL ASCENSION CONFIRMED.Beneath his photograph, another line appeared.CITIZENSHIP APPROVED: TWILIGHT CITY.Daphne stared at the screen until the letters blurred.He had done it.After years of being mocked for his defective wolf core, after every failed assessment and every humiliating rejection, Trent had finally escaped Omega City.He was an A-Class Werewolf now. A man eligible for better housing, better employment, and the kind of medical treatment that didn't require him to

Daphne had twelve minutes left when she called Gina for the seventh time.The communication device rang until the screen went dark. She tried again.RECIPIENT UNAVAILABLE.Daphne stared at the notification, then at the clinic's wall clock.Gina had promised to return before the deadline. She had said she would find the credits, even if she had to work until her legs gave out. That was several hours ago.A contraction tightened Daphne's abdomen. She grabbed the edge of the medical bed and breathed through it, her eyes fixed on the countdown projected above her wrist.MEDICAL AUTHORIZATION EXPIRES IN: 00:11:43."Please," she whispered, rubbing her stomach. "Just a little longer."Her baby moved beneath her palm.Daphne swallowed the lump in her throat.She had spent three weeks convincing herself that Trent would come back. Surely he would return before their child was born. Surely, once he knew how bad things had become, he would never leave them to suffer.She needed to hold on until

Five Years Later"Three credits. That's what you get."Daphne Quinn stared at the payment notification hovering above her wrist device.LABOR COMPLETED: 9 HOURS, 42 MINUTES.CREDITS RECEIVED: 3.She looked up at her supervisor. "You can't be serious."Mr. Harlan barely glanced away from his terminal. "Do you have a problem with your payment?""I worked almost ten hours today. I processed three hundred vials, cleaned the containment chambers, and covered for two people who didn't show up. You paid me three credits.""And?"Daphne gripped the edge of his desk."My son needs medication. You know that. I asked for a fair wage, not charity."Harlan finally turned his chair toward her."Then perhaps you should have worked harder."She stared at him."Harder?""You've become lazy, Quinn. Your output has dropped, and your attitude has become a problem. If anything, I should deduct credits for the time you wasted arguing with me.""I haven't taken a single break today.""Would you like me to t