I had never thought a day would come when I would actually beg Elizabeth to beg on my behalf. Normally, when she barges into the psycho Alpha's moods, I hide behind her skirts like a terrified mouse and whisper silent prayers that she won't accidentally make things worse for me. But this time, it was different. Elizabeth wasn't begging for herself. She was begging for me.
"Alpha Zach," she said with that careful voice that always sounded like someone trying to carry a pot of boiling soup across a tightrope. "Elie has been through a lot these past days. If you allow her to stay with her fellow omegas in the quarters, just for a day, it will help her recover faster. A change of environment… a little comfort. You want her healthy, don't you?"