All Chapters of Mated To My Master's Beta: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Darien's POV "Replace this flower with grey. I'm not a fan of pink. We aren't doing a baby shower." I said sharply, my voice cutting through the busy noise of preparation. My tone left no room for discussion or disagreement. The last thing I needed was this hall looking soft and feminine. This was a binding ceremony, a display of power and control, not some cheerful celebration. The guy arranging the flowers immediately nodded, his head bobbing up and down quickly in submission. "Yes, Alpha! Right away, Alpha!" He stammered, nearly dropping the vase he was holding in his haste to obey. His hands were shaking slightly as he set it down on a nearby table. He gestured frantically to his colleagues, waving his arms to get their attention. They rushed over, all of them working together to gather up the offensive pink flowers. Their movements were hurried and clumsy, petals falling to the floor as they tried to move quickly enough to satisfy me. They hurried off toward the back of

Ava's POV The knock on the door came just as I set my tea cup down. My whole body went rigid. Briane and Rhea both turned toward the sound at the same time I did. "That's him." Rhea said quietly. I stood up so fast the room spun for a second. My legs felt like they belonged to someone else. Briane grabbed the small purse off the coffee table and pressed it into my hands. "You have everything. Phone, flats, water. And the knife." "Right." I said, my voice barely above a whisper. The door opened before I even reached it, and Nathan stepped inside, still dressed in his dark suit from earlier. His eyes found mine immediately. "Ava." He said. "It's time." Just those two words and my heart dropped straight into my stomach. "Is Mira—" I started. "She's already at the location, getting into position with Ashlen." Nathan said. "Everything's moving forward. We need to go now if we want to make it before the ceremony starts." I nodded, but my feet wouldn't move. Rhea stepped up beside

Briane's POV The clock on the wall ticked louder than it had any right to. I sat curled up on the couch where Ava had been just an hour ago, my knees pulled to my chest, watching the front door like it might swing open any second with news—good or bad, I didn't know which I was more afraid of. "You need to stop staring at that door." Rhea said from the kitchen, though when I glanced over, she was doing the exact same thing to the window. "Look who's talking." I said, and she huffed out a small laugh, but it didn't reach her eyes. She came and sat beside me, tucking her legs underneath her. "Do you think they've made it there yet?" I checked my phone for what felt like the hundredth time. No messages. No missed calls. "It's been almost forty minutes. They should be close, if not already there." "I hate this part." Rhea admitted, wrapping her arms around herself. "The waiting. At least when you're in the middle of danger, you can do something. You can fight, run, react. But this—"

Velra's POV I watched Darien disappear through the back doors of the hall, as Mira came to stand beside me and something cold settled low in my stomach, not because of Mira but because of Darien. He said he'd be back before the ceremony ended. He said it like it was nothing, like walking away from the single most important day of my life was a minor inconvenience he could handle in the time it took to drink a glass of wine. I turned to look at Kaelen, still cradled against my maid's shoulder, his small face scrunched in sleep, completely unaware of what was about to happen to him. My chest tightened with something I didn't want to name. "My Lady, the priest is asking if we're ready to proceed." My maid said quietly, shifting Kaelen slightly in her arms. "We're ready." I said, though the words came out steadier than I felt. The priest approached the platform, his ceremonial robes trailing behind him, the fabric embroidered with silver runes that caught the firelight from the braz

Ava's POV Guards lunged from both sides of the platform, but Nathan was already there, cutting through them, buying me every second he could. "Get to Kaelen!" I heard Thorne suddenly shouting, slamming his shoulder into the nearest guard. Thorne?! I didn't wait for another minute, I hit the platform steps at a dead run, my eyes locked on Velra, on my son held against her chest like a shield. "Give him to me!" I screamed, my voice cracking. "He's mine...he's not yours!" "He will be, the second this binding is finished!" Velra shouted back, backing away toward the priest, clutching Kaelen tighter. "You're too late, Ava! You've always been too late!" "Stop this!" I begged, my hands shaking as I reached the top of the steps. "Please, he's just a baby, he doesn't belong to your pack, he belongs with me!" The priest, still frozen with his fingers hovering near Kaelen's forehead, looked between Velra and me, uncertainty flickering across his face for the first time. "My Lady, if