All Chapters of The Beta's Temptation : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Esme’s POV“Run” Cole growled, his voice barely human anymore as he slammed against the silver-laced bars with enough force to bend the metal. The entire cell block shook, sparks flew where his claws scraped the steel.Before I could even scream, Landon’s arm locked around my waist and yanked me backward. My feet left the ground. He was running before I could process it, dragging me down the corridor, away from the snarls of Cole.“What’s happening to him?” I gasped, clutching at Landon’s shirt as he half-carried me through the dim hallway. My heart was in my throat, choking me.“He’s gone mad,” Landon bit out, not slowing. “Your scent trigger plus whatever poison that’s in him; Cole’s wolf doesn’t know friend from foe right now.”We burst out of the side exit into the cold air. Landon shoved me against the outer wall and yanked his phone from his pocket, his thumb stabbing the screen.“Where the hell are you?” he barked the second the call connected. “Get here. Now.” He cut the call

Esme’s POV Cole’s voice kept replaying in my head like someone pressed a knife against the same wound over and over. I couldn’t stop hearing the way he said it. Get her out of here. Like I was a burden. Like I was no one. I didn’t even realize tears were falling until one hit the floor. I wiped my face quickly and forced myself to breathe, but the ache stayed in my throat. Landon placed a hand on my back, gentle, like he was afraid I would break. “Don’t worry,” he said. “I’ll make sure Cole remembers what exactly he’s forgetting. I promise.” I nodded slowly. “Thank you. Really… thank you.” He gave me a small smile before turning to leave the hallway. I watched him walk until he disappeared around the corner. At least someone was on my side in this place. This pack had never felt more lonely, it was back to that lonely pack it used to be 3 years ago before I left. I headed back to my room, my chest still tight. Lior needed me. I needed to see him breathing, safe, close. Ma

Esme's POV My own voice still echoed in my head.The lies I had spoken. The sins Nolan forced down my throat. The shame I never earned but had been painted with so deeply that my own skin felt foreign to me.I stood trembling, my hands empty now that my confession had been spat out before thousands. Empty hands… and an emptier heart.Lior shifted gently against me, trying to find comfort in my arms—comfort I was barely holding onto myself.When Nolan stepped forward after my final words, smiling down at me like I had performed a trick for him, something inside me cracked and bled.“It’s a good thing she owned up to her sins,” he said, projecting his voice across the hall with an almost celebratory calm. “And henceforth, Esmeray is hereby no longer an Alpha. She’ll be pardoned because she was once one.”A few gasps rose in the crowd. Some looked relieved. Others disappointed—like they had hoped for more.Nolan continued, “Perhaps she can even become a personal servant to the one she a

Esme's POV I gasped as he withdrew his fingers, my legs still trembling against the wall, pinned by his body. He didn't let me slide down yet. Instead, he kept me there, his hips pressing forward, the hard ridge of his length grinding against my core through the thin barrier of his pants and my exposed skin. The friction was torturous, a slow- deliberate roll that sent sparks shooting up my spine. I bit my lip, trying to stifle the whimper building in my throat, but my hips betrayed me, rocking instinctively against him, seeking more of that maddening pressure.Cole's eyes darkened, a predatory gleam flashing as he noticed my movement. "Eager little traitor, aren't you?" he murmured, his voice a low growl that vibrated through me. "Grinding on me like a desperate whore. Does it ache, Esme? That empty cunt of yours begging to be filled by the man you tried to destroy?"I shook my head, but my body arched closer, the heat between us building to an unbearable inferno. His hands gripped

Cole's POV Nolan definitely doesn’t know what he’s dealing with.He actually thinks I’ve forgotten everything.He thinks wiping my memories worked.He thinks I’m harmless now, weak, recovering, broken.He has no idea whom he's dealing with, I killed his personal guard just an hour ago.And not just because of Esme.The bastard had gotten on my nerves every day for months, always talking too much, always trying too hard to impress Nolan, always looking at me like I was an experiment about to fail. I tolerated him because I was waiting for the right moment.And today, well, he pushed too far.And I snapped his neck like it was nothing.Maybe next time it’ll be Nolan.But not yet—because right now, nobody must suspect me. No one must even smell the truth.I walked away from the body without a second glance, wiped my hands clean, and stepped out of the compound like I was going for fresh air. My mind was already racing through the next steps.I pulled out my phone and dialed Raid.He pic