The Day He Forgot He Hated Me by Evangeline Marrow 130 Summary
In “The Day He Forgot He Hated Me,” the protagonist wakes up to a tense morning after a troubling encounter with Rafe, a menacing figure who poses a threat to her and her pack. As she descends to find Asher, her partner, their conversation reveals the weight of her fears regarding Rafe’s calculating nature and the potential danger he represents. Asher emphasizes the need for the pack to remain steady and prepared, suggesting that training is essential to fortify their defenses against Rafe’s intimidation tactics.
The atmosphere shifts to the training field, where the pack is already gathered, ready to hone their skills. The protagonist feels a sense of urgency as they engage in focus drills, knowing that Rafe is testing their limits. Arlo, another pack member, alerts them to Rafe’s presence in town, where he is harassing civilians. The protagonist’s protective instincts kick in, and she insists on confronting Rafe to prevent any harm.
As they approach Rafe, the tension escalates. Rafe’s taunts reveal his manipulative nature, and the protagonist stands her ground, asserting her determination to protect her community. The confrontation is charged with emotional stakes as Rafe tries to undermine her confidence, but she responds with strength, refusing to back down. Rafe ultimately retreats, but the encounter leaves a lingering sense of unease, highlighting the psychological warfare at play.
After the confrontation, the protagonist and Asher reflect on the implications of Rafe’s behavior. They understand that Rafe will continue to pose a threat, and they must remain vigilant. The chapter concludes with a sense of foreboding, as the protagonist recognizes that the calm before the storm is deceptive. Despite the challenges ahead, she resolves to protect her pack and stand firm against any threats, reinforcing the bond with Asher as they prepare for the battles to come.
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The morning air was sharp and clean, carrying the scent of pine and dew through the forest surrounding the packhouse. I woke early, the events of the previous day still heavy in my chest. Downtown. Rafe. His calm, controlled menace had rattled me more than I’d realized, and even as the sun rose, I could feel the tension lingering in my muscles.
Asher was already up when I went downstairs, his energy steady but tight around him.” Morning.” He said quietly, reaching for my hand. “Sleep okay?”
I nodded, though I hadn’t really slept. The images of Rafe downtown, his smirk, the way he’d toyed with the young man… it kept replaying in my mind. “Not really.” I admitted, letting my fingers intertwine with his. “I keep thinking about him. About what he’s capable of.”
Asher squeezed my hand, energy humming faintly through the bond. “I know. And that’s why we need to focus. The pack needs us steady, especially with him around. He’s not just some random troublemaker. He’s calculating, patient, and he’s testing our limits.”
I frowned. “So… what do we do? Just wait and hope he doesn’t escalate?”
“No.” Asher said firmly. “We train. We fortify. We make sure the pack is ready for him, and we make sure we are ready. That’s all we can do until we see his next move.”
After a quick breakfast, we headed to the training field. The pack had already gathered, stretching and preparing, weapons at their sides. Even Eryx had joined us, moving through the group with quiet authority, offering advice and corrections to those who needed it.
Arlo was there too, notebook in hand, scribbling energy readings and observations as we warmed up. “The last attack by the shadows was minor.” He said, looking up at me. “But with Rafe moving closer to us, there’s no room for complacency. He’s already trying to intimidate the townspeople. That means he’s testing boundaries, seeing how much he can get away with before we respond.”
I nodded, feeling the pulse of the bond between me and Asher strengthen with every word. So, he’s going to keep pushing, huh?”
“Yes.” Asher replied. “And we need to be ready for the next push, whatever it is.”
The training began with focus drills–movement, speed, control of our energy. Each strike, each defensive move, was measured. Every time I moved beside Asher, the bond hummed between us, warning me when I overextended and enhancing my control when I hesitated.
”
By mid–morning, the air was heavy with effort and energy. Sweat dripped down my back, and my muscles ached, but I welcomed the pain. It was better than sitting still, waiting, imagining
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what Rafe might do next.
Just as we were taking a short break, Arlo called out from the edge of the field. “Trinity! Asher! You might want to see this.”
I frowned, exchanging a glance with Asher. His brow tightened. “What is it?” He asked, stepping closer.
Arlo pointed toward the edge of town, where the forest began to thin. “Rafe’s there. He’s not subtle. He’s… harassing people again. Looks like he’s trying to see if he can draw you out.”
My stomach twisted. I could feel the bond tighten, warning me that he was close, that his energy was moving like a predator among the townspeople. Without hesitation, I grabbed Asher’s arm. “We can’t let him hurt anyone.”
“No.” He agreed. “We stop him. Together.”
We moved quickly, bringing Arlo and Gage with us. All four of us bonded together. Weaving through the forest paths toward the edge of town. As we emerged onto the main street, the sight made my stomach drop. Rafe was leaning against a building, arms crossed, smirking as a small group of people backed away. He looked up as soon as he sensed us.
“Well, if it isn’t the princess and her knight.” He said, voice carrying easily over the small square. “You’re early today. I was just seeing how much fun I could have with a few civilians.”
I didn’t reply immediately. Instead, I let my energy hum faintly, just enough for him to feel the warning. His eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn’t move.
“Leave them alone.” I said firmly, stepping forward. “Now.”
He chuckled, and I felt the bond flinch at his amusement. “Oh, I’ll leave them alone…
eventually. But not before I have a little fun with you. Can’t let you feel too comfortable, can I?
”
Asher moved beside me, energy coiling like a spring, ready to strike. “This isn’t a game, Rafe.” He said, voice low and dangerous. “Leave, or I will make sure you regret it.”
”
Rafe’s smirk widened. “Regret, huh? I love that word. Makes things more exciting. But you’re
predictable, Asher. I know how you think. And I know she’ll stand there and protect the others.
I bristled at his words, feeling the energy in my hands pulse. “I can handle myself.” I said, voice steady despite the nervousness coiling in my stomach. “And I won’t let you hurt anyone. Not today. Not while I’m here.”
“Brave.” He said. “But brave doesn’t always win. And you’ll find out soon enough.”
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I stepped closer, letting my energy flare just enough to show I wasn’t bluffing. “Try me.” I said. “But know this: messing with the pack, with me, isn’t going to get you far. You can push and test and threaten, but it won’t change one thing. You’re not in control.”
Rafe tilted his head, smirk fading slightly. “Impressive. You’ve got fire. I can see why he trusts you. But fire can burn out. Even strong fire.”
I didn’t move. I didn’t flinch. The townspeople watched silently, unsure, but I could see the fear in their eyes, and I refused to let it grow. But with Asher, Arlo and Gage with me, it was hard to ignore the bond. The energy. No matter how much he tried to. “I’m not going to let you touch them.” I said firmly. “If you try, I’ll stop you. Every single time. And next time, you won’t just get a warning.”
For a moment, Rafe studied me, his eyes sharp, calculating. Then, almost casually, he stepped back, smoothing his jacket. “Alright. For now, I’ll leave them alone. But don’t get used to the quiet. I’m not done. And you… you’ve got my attention now.”
Without another word, he melted into the alleyways, moving like smoke. The tension in the air didn’t leave immediately. I exhaled slowly, letting the energy around me settle.
Asher put a hand on my shoulder, his voice calm but firm. “Good work. You handled that well. But he’s already thinking ahead. He’s testing the limits, watching how we react. That’s what makes him dangerous.”
“I know.” I said, rubbing my arms to shake off the chill. “But I won’t back down. Not from him, not from anyone who threatens the pack.”
Asher nodded, eyes scanning the streets. “That’s why I trust you. But we need to be smart. He’s not going to play fair. And the next time… the next time, it’s going to be more than words. He’ll push harder, and we have to be ready.”
I swallowed hard, feeling the weight of his words. The downtown confrontation had been minor in terms of physical danger, but the psychological impact was real. Rafe’s calm, controlled menace wasn’t just intimidation–it was a warning.
We walked back to the packhouse in silence, both of us thinking about the implications. The bond hummed softly between us, protective and steady, reminding me that we weren’t alone. But the thought of Rafe watching, planning, and waiting for his next move made my stomach tighten.
When we returned, the pack was already regrouping, discussing training schedules and patrols. Eryx nodded at us as we entered. “Handled it?” He asked quietly.
I nodded. “For now. He’s gone… but he’ll be back. And next time, it won’t just be threats.”
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Eryx’s eyes darkened slightly. “Good. That’s all we can hope for. But remember, even personal threats can affect the whole pack. Keep him in check, or he’ll find ways to exploit your
reactions.”
Asher leaned close, his energy warm and steady against me. “We’ll keep him in check. Together.”
I nodded, gripping his arm, feeling the bond tighten in reassurance. But deep down, I knew that Rafe wasn’t going away. He wasn’t just a minor annoyance–he was a storm moving toward us, and when he hit, it wouldn’t just be words downtown. It would be chaos.
And even as we planned, trained, and prepared, the shadow of the Shadow Lords still lingered in the back of my mind. One personal threat was enough to keep me on edge. Two looming over the pack? I wasn’t sure anyone would be ready.
But for now, I would focus on what I could control. Protecting the town, protecting the pack, standing beside Asher. And making sure Rafe knew–loud and clear–that messing with us wasn’t going to get him anywhere.
The sun dipped lower, painting the forest and streets in gold. The calm was deceptive. The next storm was coming, and we had no idea just how hard it would hit.
But we were ready to fight.
And we wouldn’t back down.
Conclusion
In the aftermath of the confrontation with Rafe, a renewed sense of purpose coursed through me, igniting a fire that had long been smoldering beneath the surface. The tension from our encounter hung in the air, but it was no longer just a weight pressing down on my chest; it transformed into a clarion call for action. I could feel the bond with Asher strengthening, a tangible reminder that we were not facing this threat alone. Together with our pack, we would train, fortify, and prepare for the inevitable storm that loomed on the horizon. The fear that had once gripped me began to dissipate, replaced by the resolve to protect not only our home but also the people who depended on us. Rafe may have tested our limits, but in doing so, he had inadvertently united us in a common cause.
As the sun set, casting long shadows across the forest, I understood that this was just the beginning of a much larger battle. The calm that enveloped us was deceptive, a fleeting moment of peace before the chaos that Rafe would undoubtedly unleash. Yet, I welcomed the challenge. I had faced my fears and stood my ground, and I would continue to do so for the sake of my pack. The stakes were high, but so was my determination. With Asher by my side and the unwavering support of our pack, I knew we could face whatever came next. The bond we shared was not just a source of strength; it was a promise that together, we would weather any storm and emerge stronger on the other side.
What to Expect in Next Chapter?
In the next chapter of “The Day He Forgot He Hated Me,” the stakes will rise as Rafe’s looming threat becomes more tangible. With the pack still reeling from the recent confrontation, Trinity and Asher must now navigate the delicate balance of maintaining their strength while preparing for Rafe’s next move. Tensions will escalate as the pack faces not only Rafe’s psychological games but also the potential for real violence. How will Trinity harness her growing power and the bond she shares with Asher to protect her loved ones? Expect intense training sessions that push the pack to their limits, revealing hidden strengths and vulnerabilities among its members.
As the chapter unfolds, the atmosphere will be charged with uncertainty and anticipation. Rafe’s influence will seep deeper into the town, leading to unexpected alliances and betrayals that challenge Trinity’s resolve. With whispers of the Shadow Lords growing louder, the pack will have to confront not just Rafe but the larger threat that looms over them. Will Trinity’s fierce determination be enough to rally her pack and fortify their defenses? Or will Rafe’s cunning tactics exploit their weaknesses? Prepare for a rollercoaster of emotions as loyalties are tested, secrets are unveiled, and the true nature of bravery is put to the ultimate test. The calm before the storm is about to shatter, and the battle for their future is just beginning.
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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