Zina was still upset about the incident with Ana. "I wanted to show that nasty Omega where she belongs. How dares she act all mighty just because she is cleaning the packhouse? And how can you live while lowering your head to such trash?"
"Zi, you don't understand…"
"I don't. I want you to come back home with me. Right now."
"I can't."
"Yes, you can!" Zina said sternly.
"Even if I come, what about him? Will you leave your mate behind? Maybe that's for the better."
"Hey, hey! How can you say that? Isn't finding a mate a good thing? Finally, Malia worked for me as well."
"Maybe it would be better to pass on this one."
Zina couldn't believe her ears. "What?"
"Look at him, Zi. He is a warrior in the Red Moon pack, with emphasis on the pack to which he belongs. They treat Omegas like crap."
"Really? What about George?"