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The Day He Forgot He Hated Me by Evangeline Marrow 3

The Day He Forgot He Hated Me by Evangeline Marrow 3

I knew that Asher was trying to mind link with me, but I looked at the clock and it was 6am. I pretended like I was still asleep, even though my wolf was completely betraying me right now. “Just speak to him.” Lily encouraged. “I already told you. I’m not going to do that. He left the pack because of me. Now that he’s back, I can’t see him.” I said. “I still hate what you did to him. You hurt him.” She said. “It was for his own good. You know that.” I said. “Do I? Or are you just finally believing all of that crap that your parents have been drilling into your head.” She said. “Lily. Shut the f**k up and stay out of it.” I snapped, locking her at the back of my mind. I sat up in bed and I tried to get out of bed but I instantly fell to the floor because my legs gave out on me. They were a lot weaker than I thought they were. I grabbed onto the side of my bed to help me get up and that’s when I realized just how much pain I really was in. I slowly made my way to the other side of the room and I stood in front of the mirror and I lifted my shirt. There were black and blue marks all over me with open wounds between them as well. They really got me good last night. But there were also burns on my wrists and marks on my arms and some on my legs as well. But the mark on my head was gone. Where Spencer hit me. I was lucky about that. I walked to my wardrobe and I slowly got dressed into a long sleeved black shirt, jeans and black boots. I grabbed my school bag and made sure I had everything I needed for the day before leaving my room. I slowly made my way downstairs and luckily I didn’t see anyone in the house. I didn’t know where they were and I didn’t care. I walked outside and I got into my car and I left the house. I drove the hour to campus where I parked and I started making my way to my first class. A few people sang out to me and started waving and I waved back, acting like everything was normal. Giving them a smile and everything as well. Humans and werewolves. I had a lot of friends at school. Well, I guess they were more like acquaintances. I had all three of my classes today, which was rare. It was the only day of the week when I had all three. So my first one was business administration and finance before I had a short break and then I had to get to my secondary education to become a high school teacher and then my psychology class. By the end of the day I felt completely mentally exhausted and I went to go and sit in my car. I sat there for a while thinking about having to drive home and all of the reasons why I didn’t want to go home. I really didn’t want to go back to that pack. But I knew that I didn’t have a choice. This is why my parents refused to let me move out. If I left then they wouldn’t have anyone to take their anger out on anymore. They needed to keep their punching bag close. I slowly drove back to the pack and I stopped outside the diner so I could get something to eat because I knew I wouldn’t get anything at home. But when I finished and I walked outside where I was stopped by two girls that I went to high school with, Ingrid and Rose. “Trinity!” Ingrid said, surprised. “Yeah.” I said, looking at her confused. “Sorry. It’s just rare to see you without the twins around.” She said. “I don’t spend every waking second with them. Almost every second, but not every second of the day.” I said. “How are they?” Rose asked. “You live in the same town. Why don’t you go and ask them yourselves?” I asked. “Because you see them more than we do.” Ingrid said. “You two have been crushing on them for years. Why don’t you just talk to them?” I asked. “Well, we did try in high school. They never really responded. Usually because they were always too busy doing things with you.” Ingrid said, looking a little spiteful about it. “Oh. Well, sorry about that. I didn’t realize. They never told me that you approached them.” I said. “Well, they were never interested because they were always too busy with you.” Rose said. “What are you trying to say?” I asked, staring straight at her. “I’m not trying to say anything.” She said. “Bullshit. If you think there’s something going on with the twins and me then you’re wrong. We’re friends. Best friends. There has never been anything going on with us. So, if they blew you off and used me as an excuse then I’m sorry but that just meant they weren’t interested. Live with it.” I snapped. Suddenly Gage and Arlo walked up from the street and Ingrid and Rose looked really embarrassed. Obviously thinking that they had heard the whole conversation and it was possible that they had. “Bye Trinity.” Ingrid said and they both took off really quickly. “What the hell was that?” Gage asked. “Same s**t, different day.” I said. “Are you being blamed because we weren’t interested in girls at school?” He asked. “Exactly.” I said. “We are sorry that we always used you as an excuse.” Arlo said. “Why? It was always the truth. We always did have plans.” I said. “That’s true.” He said. “Don’t worry about it. I can handle them two.” I said. “I hope so.” He said. “How was school?” Arlo asked. “Exhausting. All three classes in one day and they weren’t easy classes.” I said. “I can imagine.” He said. “What are you two up to now?” I asked. “We’re heading home. We left our car there, so it would take us longer to walk home when dad finally called.” Gage explained. “Smart.” I said. “Come on. Come with us.” Arlo said, grabbing my arm and pulling me along with him. Not allowing me to even put up an argument. I really didn’t want to go to the packhouse right now. “Your dickhead brother has been at the packhouse all day today. He’s so f*****g annoying. I wish Asher would get some better friends.” Gage said. “I doubt that’s gonna happen. They were really close before Asher left town.” I said. “Yeah. We’ve been trying to find out why Asher left town. He won’t tell us.” Arlo said, looking perplexed. “What do you mean?” I asked. “I mean, he just got up and left. It was a couple of months ago and we don’t know where he went.” Arlo said. “Yeah. It was strange. He obviously had something going on.” I said. “Yeah. I guess he did. But he’s being so secretive about it. It’s driving me crazy.” Arlo said. “Maybe you should stop being so nosy. Not everything in everyone’s life needs to be shared around. It’s probably personal.” I said. “Yeah. I guess so. It still pisses me off because we’ve had to put up with dad since he left.” Arlo said. “There is nothing wrong with your father. He only made you teach a couple of training classes for the younger kids. Nothing to worry about.” I said. “Yeah. I know. But it still sucked.” He said. “You complain too much.” I said. We ended up walking past the packhouse and we went to the training field that was next to the house. We were walking down the hill towards the field, laughing and carrying on like we always did when I suddenly caught a whiff of something that smelled absolutely delicious. I stopped dead in my tracks as I saw my brother Spencer in front of the trainees, but then the other guy who was only wearing sports shorts, turned around and stared straight at me. He had such intensity on his face as I stood there frozen, staring back at him.

The Day He Forgot He Hated Me by Evangeline Marrow

The Day He Forgot He Hated Me by Evangeline Marrow

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Status: Ongoing Type: , Author: Artist: Released: 5/25/2024 Native Language: English
Author Name: (Evangeline Marrow)
A passionate storyteller who loves weaving emotional, character-driven paranormal romances. Specializing in strong heroines who rise through pain and adversity, and complicated love stories that challenge fate. Their writing blends intense emotion, deep character growth, and addictive supernatural elements that keep readers hooked page after page.

SUMMARY (~1000 Words in English)

Trinity was born into a werewolf pack where things seem perfect on the outside—strong leadership, pack unity, and loyalty. But Trinity knows better than anyone that the image doesn’t match reality. In this pack, if your family is respected and the Alpha favors you, life is comfortable. But some people learn how to manipulate, to hide their cruelty behind obedience, and Trinity’s own family happens to be experts at that.

After graduating high school, Trinity receives a full scholarship to a nearby college that accepts both humans and werewolves. For most wolves, that is a dream opportunity. But her parents refuse to let her leave the pack territory. They tell her she must remain at home, and Trinity has learned never to question their decisions. Disobedience is met with consequences—painful consequences.

She turned eighteen a few months ago, which technically makes her a legal adult allowed to live her life how she chooses. But Trinity knows her parents would involve the Alpha to block her from leaving, and she has no choice but to stay. The only thing she has independence in is her part-time job as a tutor at the local high school. She genuinely enjoys helping struggling kids—especially werewolf children who often have trouble focusing. The job pays, it gives her purpose, and it’s the one part of her life she feels proud of.

Trinity’s two closest friends are Gage and Arlo, twin brothers who happen to be the younger sons of the Alpha and Luna. She grew up with them, laughed with them, survived with them. They are her safe place—her reminder that not everyone in this pack is cruel. To everyone else, their friendship seems unusual: pack princes spending all their time with a girl outside the Alpha’s family line. People assume the relationship must be romantic. But the bond between Trinity, Gage, and Arlo is deeper than romance—they are family by choice.

One afternoon, after Trinity finishes tutoring, she meets the twins and they go out together like they always do—joking, teasing, and laughing at a local diner. The twins mention that they don’t want to be home tomorrow because someone important is returning. That person is Asher, their older brother—the future Alpha.

The moment Trinity hears his name, panic strikes her. Her heart races, her breathing tightens, but she hides it expertly. Asher’s return is something she has been dreading. There is a painful history between them—one that changed both their lives forever. Trinity knows Asher wouldn’t want to see her either, but she still fears what will happen when their paths cross again. His return means her carefully built emotional walls may crumble.

After spending the afternoon with the twins, Trinity returns home. But home isn’t safety. Home is punishment.

Her family is waiting.

Her father, mother, and older brother Spencer stand like judges preparing for a sentence Trinity has already memorized. She tries to turn away, but she knows resistance only makes things worse. They force her into the basement—the same basement where they punish her for something that happened years ago. Something they believe is entirely Trinity’s fault. Something she still insists was an accident.

They chain her arms overhead with silver restraints, burning her skin. Her mother selects a leather whip soaked in wolfsbane—ensuring that wounds heal slowly and painfully. The whip cracks across Trinity’s skin again and again. Blood forms. Pain radiates. But Trinity doesn’t scream. She refuses to give them the satisfaction.

When her mother grows tired, her brother Spencer steps forward wearing brass knuckles. He strikes her stomach repeatedly, anger controlling his fists. When he accidentally hits her face, their father lightly scolds him—not because of the pain inflicted, but because bruises on her face would raise suspicion at school.

Their cruelty is routine. Their words cut as sharply as the whip—accusing her of destroying their family, of being a burden, of being unwanted. Trinity has heard it all before. She has learned to respond not with tears, but with silence and defiance.

When they finally release her, Trinity cleans and dresses herself alone. Her body aches, her ribs feel possibly broken, burns mark her wrists, and bruises stain her skin. But she moves quietly through the world the next day—smiling when needed, talking to people, blending in. She has done it hundreds of times.

But the one thing she cannot ignore is the voice that wakes her through a mind link the next morning.

Asher.

His voice is steady, familiar, and filled with emotion she doesn’t want to face. Trinity shuts him out. Even her wolf, Lily, urges her to speak to him, arguing that Trinity hurt him too. But Trinity insists she did it for his sake. She had reasons—reasons no one knows.

After her long day at college, Trinity stops at a diner before returning home. There, two girls from high school—Ingrid and Rose—approach her. They always believed she was the reason the twins never paid attention to them. Jealousy taints their words. Trinity stays calm but firm. There’s nothing romantic between her and the twins—but if they used her name as an excuse to avoid shallow relationships, that’s not Trinity’s fault.

Trinity leaves the conversation with the same quiet strength she practices every day.

She survives.

Even when it hurts.

Even when she’s alone.

But Asher is back now.

And the past she tried to bury is coming with him.

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