The Day He Forgot He Hated Me by Evangeline Marrow 99

The Day He Forgot He Hated Me by Evangeline Marrow 99 Summary

The morning after the shadow attack, the forest felt tense and watchful, with a heavy unease hanging over the packhouse. Dennis gathered the alpha pack and warriors, emphasizing the urgent need for rigorous training in mind, body, and bond, especially for Trinity, Asher, and Gage. They began focusing on controlling their bond energy with precision and communication rather than relying on raw power alone.

As the training progressed, the trio learned to mold and control their energy, working together as a unified force. Dennis pushed them to extend their abilities by creating barriers and attacks, stressing control before power. Despite exhaustion, their skills improved, with Asher’s energy becoming sharper and Gage learning to focus his golden energy. During a break, Arlo shared his findings: the shadows were drawn to ancient energy lines beneath the forest connected to the bond, suggesting the attacks were targeted tests guided by a powerful, intelligent force.

Arlo revealed that the shadows’ movements followed these energy lines, indicating someone was directing them to hunt heirs with strong bonds. This intelligence behind the shadows showed both fear and desire for the bond’s power. The group resolved to train harder, grow stronger, and uncover the mastermind behind the attacks. Dennis resumed training, pushing them to combine their energies to hit targets and defend against multiple threats, strengthening their bond and coordination.

Despite the grueling sessions, the trio’s progress was evident, and their determination grew. Arlo continued to investigate, identifying unnatural power markers linked to the bond lines, signaling preparations for future attacks. The group committed to protecting the pack, strategizing, and tracking the enemy. Dennis reminded them that control and trust were as vital as power. As the day ended, they understood the peace was temporary; the shadows were watching and learning, but next time, they would not only defend—they would fight and find whoever sent them.

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The following morning, the forest carried a different energy. The air was still, yet charged with a quiet vigilance, as if the woods themselves were holding their breath in anticipation. The packhouse stood calm and undisturbed, but the lingering memory of those dark shadows weighed heavily on everyone’s minds, casting a shadow of unease beneath the peaceful exterior.

Dennis called together the alpha pack and the warriors at the training grounds. “We can’t afford to wait for another attack,” he said firmly. “We have to be prepared. That means training every part of ourselves—mind, body, and bond. Trinity, Asher, Gage—you three especially. Your combined strength is unmatched, but raw power won’t be enough this time.”

I swallowed hard, glancing between Asher and Gage. The idea of training wasn’t intimidating—it was absolutely essential—but the recent encounter with the shadows had shown me just how perilous things had become.

“We’ll do it,” I said, determination steadying my voice. “We have to be ready.”

Dennis gave a curt nod. “Good. Start by focusing on your bond. Work on control, precision, and clear communication—not just unleashing raw energy.”

We moved to the center of the clearing, the quiet hum of the forest surrounding us. The bond between us pulsed with renewed strength, more vibrant than before. I could sense Asher’s steady heartbeat, calm and reassuring. Gage’s energy shimmered golden and eager, full of restless curiosity.

“First exercise,” Dennis instructed. “Control the energy without letting it escape your body. Don’t push it outward. Hold it, shape it, move it deliberately.”

Closing my eyes, I concentrated. The warmth of the bond’s energy flowed through me, steady and comforting. Asher’s gray pulse merged with mine, protective and unwavering, while Gage’s golden spark flickered with eager anticipation. Slowly, we began to mold the energy, twisting it into spirals and coils that moved like living threads in our hands.

Asher’s fingers found mine. “Feel it,” he whispered softly. “Don’t fight it. Guide it.”

I nodded, and the energy responded, glowing brighter as we moved in sync—twisting, spinning, shaping. Gage mirrored our movements on the other side, and suddenly, the three of us became a single, unified force—controlled, focused, precise.

Dennis stepped forward, nodding approvingly. “Good progress. Now, take it further. Push the energy beyond yourselves—create barriers, pulses, attacks—but only when you’re ready. Control first, power second.”

Hours slipped by. Sweat trickled down our faces, muscles ached, and the energy surged and pulsed through us. The forest itself seemed to tremble faintly under the force of our training. But with each passing moment, we improved. We learned how to extend the energy without losing balance, how to draw it back without burning out, and how to direct it with exact precision.

By midday, exhaustion was setting in, but so was progress. I could feel Asher’s energy shifting—it was no longer solely protective but sharp and purposeful. He could strike or shield with the bond as naturally as I could. Gage was learning to focus, releasing his fears and allowing his golden energy to flow exactly where it needed to go.

“Take a break,” Dennis finally commanded, waving us off. “But not for long. The shadows will be back before we even realize it.”

We sank to the ground, leaning against one another. My heart still raced, the bond between us vibrant and alive.

“Do you think they’ll come back soon?” Gage asked quietly, his golden eyes flickering with unease.

“I don’t know,” I admitted honestly. “But I do know we’ll be ready next time.”

Asher brushed a strand of hair from my face and nodded. “We have to be. No one else can fight them like we can.”

While we rested, Arlo approached with a small satchel heavy with papers and maps. His expression was tense but resolute. “I’ve been investigating the shadows,” he said. “Trying to understand where they came from and what they want.”

I sat up, alert. “And? Did you find anything?”

Spreading the papers on the grass, Arlo explained, “Not everything yet, but there are clues—patterns. The attacks weren’t random. They’re connected to something—energy lines beneath the forest, older than any of us, tied to the bond itself.”

Asher frowned. “Energy lines?”

“Yes,” Arlo confirmed. “They run beneath the forest, across the land. Wherever the bond is strongest, these lines converge. The shadows are drawn to those points. And it’s not just our bond—they can sense others with strong marks, other heirs, even weaker connections. That’s why they came here. They were hunting, testing, seeking weaknesses.”

A chill ran down my spine. “So it wasn’t just an attack—it was a test?”

Arlo nodded gravely. “Exactly. And the voice you heard—that wasn’t part of the shadows. It’s someone or something controlling them. Something intelligent. It knows the heirs exist. It knows about the bonds. And it either wants them… or fears them.”

Gage’s eyes widened. “Fears them? Or wants to destroy us?”

Arlo rubbed his temples, looking weary. “Probably both. But there’s more. Look at this.” He pointed to a map spread before us. “There are patterns in the forest where the attacks began—places where bond energy is unusually strong. The shadows only appear near these spots. Someone is using the energy lines to guide them, to lead them to the heirs.”

I traced the lines with my finger, frowning. “So they’re not moving randomly. They’re following something—or someone.”

“Yes,” Arlo said. “And I think we can figure out who. But we have to be careful. Whoever—or whatever—is behind this is powerful, patient, and intelligent. It knows exactly what it’s doing.”

Asher’s eyes locked onto mine, sharp and determined. “So we train. We get stronger. And we figure out what’s next. Right?”

I nodded firmly. “Exactly. We can’t stop the shadows yet—but we can be ready next time. And we will find whoever’s behind this.”

Dennis called us back to the clearing. “Time’s up. You three need to push harder. We can’t afford mistakes.”

The next phase of training began. This time, it wasn’t just about controlling energy—it was about combining it. Dennis set up targets around the clearing. Our goal: to hit them with our combined energy, directing the flow precisely without letting it spill or falter.

We started cautiously. Our first attempts were clumsy—energy bounced off targets, spiraled wildly, and sometimes struck the trees by accident. But we adapted. Step by step, pulse by pulse, we learned to move as one.

“Feel each other,” Asher reminded us. “Don’t just rely on sight. Sense the bond, anticipate each other’s movements, respond together.”

Slowly, success came. Silver, gray, and gold streaked across the clearing, striking targets with growing accuracy. The bond hummed with strength and pride.

“Better,” Dennis said, clapping his hands. “Now push further. Not just targets—barriers, attacks, defenses. React to multiple threats at once.”

The next few hours were grueling. We ran, leapt, spun energy around ourselves, struck and defended against imagined shadows. Sweat stung our eyes, muscles burned, and hearts pounded—but the bond sharpened with every moment.

Finally, we collapsed onto the grass, exhausted but exhilarated. I looked at Asher and Gage, their breaths heavy, the bond’s energy still pulsing faintly between us. “We’re getting there,” I said, managing a tired smile.

“Yes,” Asher agreed. “Stronger every day.”

Gage leaned back, his golden energy flickering softly. “I can’t believe how far we’ve come. Just days ago, I thought I’d be useless against the shadows.”

“You’re not useless,” I said firmly. “We’re all learning together. That’s what matters.”

Arlo approached again, carrying more papers and a small box filled with stones and crystals. “I’ve been gathering energy readings from the forest,” he said. “Some of these spots aren’t natural. Someone—or something—has been placing power markers for a long time. They’re linked to the bond lines. Whoever’s behind this… they’re preparing.”

Asher frowned deeply. “Preparing for what?”

“I don’t know yet,” Arlo admitted. “But we can trace the markers. We can figure out where the next attack might come. And maybe, just maybe, we can discover who’s controlling the shadows.”

I took a deep breath, steeling myself. “Then that’s what we’ll do. We’ll train, protect the pack, and find them. Whoever sent the shadows won’t get away with it.”

Dennis joined us quietly. “Remember this,” he said. “Training is vital. But so is strategy. Power without control can destroy us all. Use the bond. Trust each other. And never underestimate whoever—or whatever—you’re facing.”

We nodded solemnly, absorbing his words. The shadows had tested us. The forest had trembled. But we were still standing. Still alive. Still united.

As the sun began to set, painting the sky in fiery reds and shimmering golds, we pressed on with our training—pushing our limits, mastering the bond, refining our energy. The forest was quiet now, but we knew that peace wouldn’t last forever. The shadows were out there, watching, waiting, learning.

And when they returned, we would be ready.

Because next time, we wouldn’t just defend ourselves.

We would fight.

And we would find whoever sent them.

Conclusion

The chapter closes on a note of cautious resilience, capturing the characters’ transformation from uncertainty to determined readiness. The emotional arc reveals their growing trust in one another and in the power of their bond, which now pulses stronger and more precise after intense training. Despite the looming threat of the shadows and the mystery behind their origins, the group’s unity and shared purpose shine through, underscoring the themes of strength through connection and the necessity of control alongside power.

As the sun sets over the forest, the quiet calm belies the storm to come, yet the characters stand united, their resolve unwavering. The chapter leaves us with a sense of hopeful anticipation—though danger lurks, they are no longer vulnerable. They are prepared to face what lies ahead, not just with raw strength but with strategy, trust, and an unbreakable bond that will guide them through the challenges to come.

What to Expect in Next Chapter?

The next chapter promises to delve deeper into the growing tension between the pack and the unseen force orchestrating the shadows’ attacks. As the characters push their limits in training, the emotional stakes rise—each moment spent honing their bond is tinged with the weight of impending danger. The subtle shifts in Asher and Gage’s energies hint at evolving dynamics within the trio, suggesting that their unity will be tested in ways beyond physical combat.

Meanwhile, Arlo’s discoveries about the energy lines and power markers introduce an intriguing layer of mystery that may unravel secrets about the forest and the true nature of their enemy. The tension between preparation and uncertainty will build, leaving readers eager to see how the pack balances strategy with raw power. With the shadows lurking ever closer, the next chapter will challenge the characters to confront not only external threats but also the fears and doubts simmering beneath their determined exteriors.

Sara Lili

Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.