All Chapters of Mated To My Master's Beta: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Ava's POV I opened my eyes slowly, blinking against the soft morning light slipping through the curtains. The sheets beside me were empty. My hand moved over the spot where Thorne had lain the night before, still warm. He wasn’t here. A strange ache bloomed in my chest. He stayed with me all of yesterday... even through the night. We had talked for hours, and we had even slept together in my room. Fuck. I miss him already. I had enjoyed every moment with him and we had talked about many things. He said he'd bring the poison to my room when next he's coming and I won't deny the fact that I was still scared but I remember the old man’s warning that I should do anything my mate tells me. If this is the only way to be free...then I have to do it. Hopefully, I'll be free soon. Just the thoughts made my mood lit up. I pulled the covers off and sat up, my body still sore, but the pain in my back had dulled to a small sting. I could tell the Alpha was around—when he was near, the pain

Lyra’s POV"Ava!" Briane gasped, staring at her soaked clothes. Her eyes were wide with shock, her mouth trembling like she couldn’t believe what had just happened.I opened my mouth too, stunned for a second. Then I shut it quickly, biting down a smile. I hadn't expected Ava to actually go through with that—to throw water on her like that. And honestly? I’m loving every second of this..."What?!" Ava scoffed, stepping forward. "Are you surprised? You weren’t expecting it, right? Same way I wasn’t expecting it when you snitched on me.""What are you saying, Ava? Snitched?" Briane’s voice was trembling. Her eyes were already filling with tears. "Why would I snitch on you? About what?"I leaned against the counter, crossing my arms over my chest as I watched the whole scene play out like a sweet movie. But nothing prepared me for what happened next...Ava raised her hand and slapped Briane hard across the face. My mouth dropped open in surprise as Briane’s head snapped to the side, a t

Ava's POV Knock. Knock. My heart nearly stopped. I froze in place, my hands still hovering near the closet. I quickly shut the closet door and turned around, trying to calm my breathing even though my chest was rising and falling too fast. The door creaked open slowly, revealing Lyra. Relief washed over me immediately. “Ava,” Lyra said, stepping inside. “Lyra,” I breathed, trying to act normal. “Why are you here?” She walked closer to me, her eyes flicking toward the room like she was checking if anyone else was around. “Karen is asking of you,” she said. “Oh.” I nodded slowly, still trying to slow my racing heart. “Let’s head to her then.” Then, I lowered my voice. “By the way,” I whispered, “I got the poison. I’m ready to use it on the Alpha.” Her eyes widened, and I saw the fear flash in them before she quickly looked away. “You did?” she asked quietly. “Yes,” I said with a firm nod. “It’s here already. I’m just waiting for the right moment.” Lyra bit her lip,

Lyra’s POV FLASHBACK TO FEW HOURS AGO “But I’m not going to the kitchen now,” I said behind Ava, stopping in my tracks. “I have to run an errand for Karen.” She turned around to face me. “An errand?” “Yeah,” I replied quickly, forcing a calm smile onto my face. “She asked me to do something first. You can go ahead.” Her shoulders relaxed. “Oh, okay. No problem. I’ll head there then.” I nodded, watching her walk away toward the kitchen. I didn’t move until I was sure she had gone in. Once she disappeared through the kitchen door, I turned around quickly and walked the opposite way. I wasn’t running any errands. I ducked into the corner near the hallway that led to the slave’s quarters. My breath hitched as I peeked from behind the wall, making sure she was really inside. I had to be absolutely sure. I couldn’t afford any mistakes. Once I confirmed she was inside, I slipped away quickly and hurried toward the Alpha’s quarters—but stopped halfway. I looked down at my dress

Ava's POV I tried to lean on the wall, my hands trembling as I pressed my weight against it. The sharp, tearing pain in my back made my knees almost give way. My breath came short and fast, not because I was trying to breathe quickly but because each inhale made the pain worse. It burned. Not a clean burn...not the kind you get from touching something hot and then pulling away... this was fucking more, like a knife had been buried in the muscles of my back and someone was twisting it in slow circles. Death…death would be better than this. Death would mean release. Death would mean quiet. Death would mean no more counting the seconds until the next wave of agony hits. No more fear of when it will come back. “Ah… God…” I muttered under my breath, clenching my teeth as another wave of agony stabbed up my spine. The pain crawled up my ribs, spreading like wildfire until it reached my skull. My vision blurred, and for a terrifying moment, I thought I was going to black out. I blinked