Chap-50*Begging Zeon Holt.*

Cynthia Dion: "When he discovers that I don't even have a wolf, do you think he'll spare me? After being reminded of the scars on my wrist, do you think he'll still let me live?" I continued to cry and plead with the Moon Goddess. "Please, save me," I sobbed, fearing the moment when this door would open, and Mr. Beret would come to claim me. "How can I survive this?" I asked myself in a panic. I was going crazy with the fear of getting taken away by that old man. The fact that he knew I wasn’t ready for this mating ceremony yet he was happily awaiting our wedding just made me even more scared of him. "But--I do have a second mate," my sobs ceased as a name surfaced in my memory. It wasn't Enzo's name because he was just as terrible as Atticus. "Mr. Holt," I sat down on the mattress, my thoughts consumed by Mr. Holt. I knew it would be incredibly awkward to approach him after the scene I had made, but I was of legal age, and he could provide me with protection in this nightmare of a hou