Jeo walked back to the shabby cabins where his men were. He was angry…at her and at himself. He regretted coming here now more than ever. It was all for nothing. She carried too much vengeance, the hate she had for him could never amount to love.
A tired sigh left his lips as he shoved one of the cabin doors open, walking inside and flopping down on the tough wooden floor. There was no furniture inside, not even a bed or a blanket…the floor would be where he laid his head tonight, and it wasn’t fair.
He came here to protect them, the least they could do was find him and his men a suitable place to stay. At his pack, it was mandatory to take care of guests, even if they were his enemy. Why couldn’t it be the same here? Why couldn’t they treat him like the man he was and not like the dog t
