The Day He Forgot He Hated Me by Evangeline Marrow 101 Summary
Returning to the packhouse after a tense journey, the atmosphere was heavy with unease following recent battles and discoveries. In the war room, Arlo carefully unpacked artifacts linked to ley lines, revealing that someone was manipulating these energy veins to spread shadow magic. Among the items, a pristine white gold ring with a pale blue stone was found buried near a ley line intersection, which the narrator instantly recognized as her mother’s, stirring painful memories and confirming that her banished family might be behind the dark forces threatening them.
The group discussed the looming danger, realizing that the shadows were being summoned deliberately to target the bond between Trinity, Asher, and Gage, which is vital to their pack’s defense. Plans were made to strengthen their protection and prepare for more attacks, but tension remained high, especially with the return of Lilly, whose sudden reappearance and behavior raised suspicions. Arlo and the narrator both sensed that Lilly might be involved in the unfolding threat, despite attempts to believe she had changed.
Dinner was marked by a mix of normalcy and underlying tension, with the group trying to focus on strategy while personal dynamics added to the unease. After Lilly and Gage left together, the narrator confided her worries about Lilly’s potential manipulation and connection to her parents’ dark plans. Asher and Arlo promised vigilance, determined not to let anyone harm their pack again.
As the night wore on, the narrator struggled with the knowledge that her family was still watching and influencing events from the shadows, possibly with inside help. Despite the heavy weight of fear and anger, Asher’s comforting presence offered a moment of solace, urging her to rest and face the challenges ahead with renewed strength.
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CHAPTER 101
Returning to the packhouse, a heavy, oppressive atmosphere hung over the entire place. The air was thick—not just with the lingering scent of smoke and metal but also with an unspoken tension that pressed down on everyone present. The usually bustling halls were subdued, footsteps quiet and measured, as if each person carried the weight of the recent fight and the unsettling revelations in Stonebridge.
Without wasting a moment, we made our way directly to the war room. The long wooden table there was already cluttered with everything we had brought back: scattered papers, various stones, jagged pieces of metal, and the curious objects Arlo had gathered from the energy lines. Arlo was meticulously unpacking his bag, his movements deliberate and precise, eyes scanning everything with sharp focus as he arranged the items into neat, orderly rows.
I stood close to Asher and Gage, my clothes still smeared with dirt and my body aching from the long journey. Fatigue tugged at me, but rest was impossible for now. I needed to understand the threat we faced.
Arlo held up a few ancient coins and a cracked charm. “These contain traces of energy,” he said, his voice steady and concentrated. “But whatever was powering them has shifted. The pull is weaker now. Someone is using the ley lines like veins—spreading shadow through them.”
Dennis leaned in, his brow furrowed. “That kind of magic is dangerous. It requires both knowledge and power.”
Arlo nodded in agreement. “And someone who knows exactly where the ley lines run. Not many do.”
A cold shiver ran down my spine. “So whoever’s behind this has been watching us for a long time.”
Arlo’s gaze flicked toward me, his expression confirming my fear. “Exactly.”
He reached back into his bag and carefully pulled out a small object wrapped in cloth. “This,” he said slowly, “was buried near one of the strongest ley line points. Unlike the others, it’s not broken or burned. It looks like it was deliberately placed—a kind of anchor.”
As he unwrapped the cloth, my breath caught in my throat.
In his palm rested a white gold ring, gleaming and immaculate. A pale blue stone caught the light, its glow soft but captivating. The design was simple yet unmistakably familiar—a delicate swirl encircling the gem like a twisting vine.
Before I could control myself, I snatched it from his hand. “Where did you find this?” I demanded, my voice sharper than I intended.
Arlo blinked, clearly surprised by my reaction. “I told you. It was buried near the ley line intersection, about a mile east of the border. Why? Do you recognize it?”
Turning the ring over in my fingers, a tightness squeezed my chest. “It’s hers,” I whispered. “My mother’s.”
Asher stepped closer, concern etched on his face. “Are you certain?”
I nodded. “She wore it every day. Never took it off. When I was a child, I remember her tapping it on the kitchen counter whenever she was angry. That sound—sharp and hollow—it’s burned into my memory.”
The recollection hit me hard, like a sudden blow to the stomach. That cold, hollow tapping echoing through the kitchen, always before her voice would rise, before the fear would return.
Gage frowned, breaking the silence. “But your parents were banished, weren’t they?”
“Yes,” I whispered, voice barely audible. “They were. My mother, my father, and my brother. The council sent them away after everything happened. No one was supposed to ever see them again.”
Arlo’s voice was low but resolute. “If this ring was buried near the ley line, it means one of them has come back. Or at least someone linked to them.”
My stomach churned uneasily. “They’re behind this,” I said, the conviction in my voice hardening like steel. “My parents. My brother. They’re the ones calling the shadows forward. They always craved control. They wanted me gone—they hated that I was different. Now, they’ve found a way to weaponize that hatred.”
Asher placed a steadying hand on my shoulder, his touch grounding me. “We’ll find them,” he said softly. “And we’ll stop them. You’re not alone anymore.”
I nodded, but beneath the surface, anger flared fiercely. The thought of them out there, wielding dark power to harm others—and to hurt me again—stirred a fire within me that refused to be quenched.
Dennis studied the map Arlo had spread across the table. “If they’re summoning shadows, more attacks are inevitable,” he said grimly. “We need to prepare. The next few nights will test every member of this pack.”
The conversation continued, filled with talk of patrols, defenses, and watch schedules. Yet my mind kept drifting back to the ring. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from it. Every fiber of my being screamed that it was more than just a clue—it was a message. They were telling me they were still out there.
Across the table, I noticed Gage and Lilly sitting close together at the far end. Lilly leaned in, whispering something that made Gage smile. Her hand rested possessively on his arm, her fingers lightly brushing his skin as if to claim him.
Something twisted painfully inside me—not jealousy, not anymore—but a deep unease.
When dinner was finally served, hunger overtook the room. The dining hall filled with inviting aromas—fresh bread, roasted meat, fragrant herbs, and rich stew. The chatter rose, but beneath the lively noise, the tension simmered like a storm on the horizon, waiting to break.
Asher sat beside me, while Gage took his place across the table with Lilly. Arlo joined us too, his notebook open but untouched as he scribbled notes, barely eating.
Dennis resumed the discussion. “We need to prepare for the possibility that the shadows return in full force,” he said. “Last time, they came in waves. If Trinity’s parents are behind this, they’re gathering energy from somewhere. The ley lines could provide enough power to send hundreds.”
Petra nodded in agreement. “We’ll have to strengthen the barrier spells. Maybe move the pups and elders deeper inside the packhouse for safety.”
Arlo looked up from his notes. “There’s something else,” he said. “These shadows aren’t random. They’re drawn to the bond energy—to Trinity, Asher, and Gage. Whoever’s summoning them understands exactly how the bond works.”
Gage frowned. “So they’re targeting us?”
“Yes,” Arlo confirmed. “They want to break the bond. If they succeed, the pack loses its strongest defense.”
Lilly shifted impatiently in her seat. “So… we’re just sitting ducks then?” she said, her tone sharp and dismissive.
Her attitude caught my attention. She sounded more annoyed than afraid.
Gage turned to her. “It’s not like that, Lilly. We’ll figure this out.”
She offered a small, forced smile, brushing her hand over his arm again. “I’m sure you will.”
There was something in her words that made Arlo glance at me. I could see the same unease reflected in his eyes.
We finished dinner in tense silence. Once the plates were cleared away, Gage stood and stretched. “I’m done thinking about shadows for tonight,” he said lightly. “I’m taking Lilly to my room. See you all in the morning.”
Before anyone could respond, they slipped quietly down the hall, her hand still entwined with his.
Arlo exhaled slowly. “That girl gives me bad vibes,” he muttered. “Always has.”
I nodded in agreement. “She was terrible when they dated before. She hated that Gage and I were close. She’d glare at me every time he spoke to me, like she wanted to tear me apart. And now she’s back, all sweet and smiling? I don’t buy it.”
Asher frowned. “You really think she’s up to something?”
Arlo leaned back, eyes narrowing. “She disappeared right when the first shadow attacks began. Now she’s back just as we discover Trinity’s parents are behind it all. It’s too convenient.”
I bit my lip, trying to keep my voice calm. “Maybe she’s changed. People can change.”
Arlo’s mouth twisted into a skeptical smile. “You don’t believe that.”
I sighed. “No,” I admitted quietly. “But I want to.”
Asher looked between us, still uncertain. “I don’t really know her,” he said softly. “But if she’s dangerous, we’ll find out soon enough.”
Arlo nodded. “We will. I’ll keep an eye on her.”
He began packing his notes back into his bag, though his movements were tense, betraying his concern. “I’ll run another scan in the morning,” he said. “If your parents are using the ley lines to send messages or channel energy, we might be able to trace their next move.”
By then, the dining hall had emptied, leaving only the three of us—me, Asher, and Arlo—sitting beneath the soft glow of lantern light. Outside, the wind whispered through the trees, carrying with it a faint, almost imperceptible hum of power.
I glanced toward the hallway where Gage and Lilly had disappeared. Something about the stillness unsettled me. Asher followed my gaze.
“You’re worried about him,” he said quietly.
I shook my head. “I’m worried about her,” I replied. “She knows how to manipulate people. If she’s connected to this somehow—if my parents have found a way to use her—Gage could get hurt.”
Arlo pushed his notebook aside. “You think they’ve gotten to her?”
“I don’t know,” I admitted honestly. “But she used to hate me. Now she’s acting like nothing ever happened. That’s not the Lilly I remember.”
The bond pulsed faintly beneath my skin, as though agreeing with my unease. A dark, cold brush of energy flickered at the edge of my senses—a whisper foreign to the packhouse.
Asher reached out, taking my hand in his. “We’ll keep an eye on her,” he promised. “You, me, and Arlo. No one hurts this pack again. Not your parents. Not her.”
I nodded, though the uneasy feeling lingered.
Arlo stood, carefully wrapping the ring back in its cloth. “Get some rest, Trinity,” he said softly. “Tomorrow, we follow the ley lines again. Maybe then we’ll find where they’re hiding.”
After he left, I remained seated at the table, staring at the empty space where the ring had been. Somewhere out there, my parents were watching, summoning shadows, gathering power.
And now, it seemed, someone within our own walls might be aiding them.
But it wasn’t long before Asher gently urged me to let go of my worries for the night. His hands found my waist, guiding me upstairs to his bedroom.
“Come on,” he whispered. “You need to rest.”
I allowed myself to be led away, the weight of the night still heavy but softened by his steady presence.
Conclusion
The chapter closes on a note thick with tension and unresolved fears, as Trinity grapples with the painful reminder of her family’s dark legacy and the looming threat it poses to her pack. The discovery of her mother’s ring near the ley lines brings a haunting clarity to the danger they face—a danger that is not only external but potentially seeded within their own circle. The uneasy alliances and wary glances exchanged among the pack underscore the fragile trust that now binds them, as they prepare for the battles ahead.
Yet amidst the shadows and suspicion, there is a quiet moment of solace in Asher’s unwavering support, offering Trinity a brief respite from the storm. His gentle guidance toward rest serves as a reminder that even in the darkest times, connection and care can provide strength. As the night settles over the packhouse, the chapter leaves us with a poignant blend of foreboding and hope, setting the stage for the trials to come while honoring the resilience of those who stand together against the encroaching darkness.
What to Expect in Next Chapter?
The next chapter promises to deepen the shadows cast over Trinity and her pack, as the true extent of the threat begins to unfold. With the discovery of the ring and the unsettling possibility that her banished family is orchestrating the attacks, the emotional stakes grow higher than ever. Trinity’s internal struggle between anger, fear, and the hope for change will be tested, especially as suspicions about those closest to her start to surface.
Tensions within the pack are bound to rise, with trust becoming a fragile commodity. The uneasy presence of Lilly, whose motives remain unclear, adds a layer of intrigue and potential betrayal that will keep everyone on edge. As the bond between Trinity, Asher, and Gage faces its greatest challenge yet, readers can expect moments charged with vulnerability, fierce loyalty, and the creeping dread of an enemy who knows their every move. The next chapter will not only push the characters toward a confrontation with their past but also force them to confront the uncertain future that lies ahead.
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.
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