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The Day He Forgot He Hated Me by Evangeline Marrow 4

The Day He Forgot He Hated Me by Evangeline Marrow 4

I stood there frozen in place, Asher was staring back at me. I could see the fire burning in his eyes. And ignoring him this morning wouldn’t have made anything easier. I glance over at Spencer and he is glaring at me while Gage and Arlo are looking between Asher and myself really strangely, trying to figure out what the hell is going on. “You know what? I’ve been at school all day today and I’ve got a tonne of homework and studying to do. I’ll see you guys later.” I said to Gage and Arlo before I turned around and I started practically power walking out of there. I got back to where I had parked my car and I drove away from town and I pulled up at a car park next to the forest where I knew no one ever visited. It was like a little rest stop and it had a good view of the pack, but I never saw anyone else up here. I never even saw patrols around this area of town. It was far enough inside of the border that the patrols stayed away, but no one else ever seemed to be interested in the rest area. Not even teenagers that were looking to get up to no good. I got out of the car and I started walking around the area for a bit before I sat at the table and chairs that gave a perfect view of the town from there, trying to figure out what I was going to do. I felt confused and scared and I really didn’t want to stay here. I wanted to leave this pack and get the hell away from these people. I can’t stand being here anymore. I stayed at the rest area until well after dark and then I drove back to my house and I went inside and straight up to my bedroom where I closed the door. I soon realized that no one else was at home so I went down to the kitchen to get something to eat and once I was finished I cleaned the kitchen and everything I used so spotlessly that it looked like I had never been in there. I assumed that my family were having dinner at the packhouse. I think I heard something about that earlier. But there was no way I was going to go there. Besides, no one actually invited me. Which I was fine with. I went back upstairs where I had a shower and I washed my hair and I got dressed into my pajamas and I sat at the desk in my bedroom where I started doing homework and studying for my classes. I had a lot of work to do now since I had all three classes and I wasn’t going to allow myself to fall behind on any of my classes. My only hope was that when I graduated college, I might be able to get out of this pack. So I was actually trying to finish sooner than possible. But it was still going to take me a while. That was just inevitable. As I was sitting at the desk working, I suddenly saw Asher’s face in my mind again. The look that he gave me earlier. He looked like he wanted to kill me where I stood. I hated that he looked at me like that. We used to get along really well. I hated that he hates me now. I wish things could go back to the way they were. But I don’t see how that could ever happen. He was also a good friend of mine because I was always at the packhouse. I’ve been best friends with his brothers for years. And I hated that things changed between us. But it was my fault. I knew that it was. I never did seem to do anything right. My phone started going off with messages and they were from both Gage and Arlo asking me why I wasn’t at the dinner. I told them that I didn’t know anything about the dinner and I wasn’t really interested. I had a lot of work to do. Gage kept pressing, though. He wanted to know why the hell I wouldn’t want to go and hang out with them. I just had to keep explaining that I had way too much work to do. Plus I had to prepare for my next lot of tutoring tomorrow. I just simply had way too much crap on right now. They finally accepted it but that didn’t stop them from messaging me. The messages weren’t as serious after that. They were more funny. Sending me funny emoji’s about how boring the dinner was and how everyone was talking about business. It was driving them crazy. They want me to promise them that I will kill them if a dinner like this ever comes up again, but I say that I like them too much to kill them. I knew that Asher was back to start his Alpha training. I think everyone knew that without actually being told that. But what I wasn’t expecting was the bombshell that the twins dropped on me. He’s appointed his future Beta for when he takes over. He’s going to have Spencer, my abusive son of a b***h brother, as his Beta. What the f**k? Everyone was celebrating at the packhouse. They all thought that it was a good choice. The twins didn’t like it because they just didn’t like my brother. But none of them actually know what he’s really like. Except for my parents. But they would have been so excited that he was the future Beta. How the hell could this be happening? He’s going to have so much power in this pack. He’s going to do whatever he wants and I can guarantee that Asher will lose this pack because of him. Asher might think of him as a great friend, but he doesn’t know what Spencer is really like. This is really bad. Not only for Asher, but for me as well. I felt my heart starting to race where I actually began having palpitations and my breathing was getting really heavy and I was going into a full on panic attack. I sat off my chair and onto the floor, leaning against the wall with my knees up against my chest as I was trying to take deep breaths. But I felt the tears starting to prick the side of my eyes. I was terrified right now because Spencer, being the future Beta, already had more power than he should. And he loved making a victim out of me. Even if I didn’t call myself a damn victim. But that didn’t mean s**t around here. He could do what he wanted and he knew it now. He would get away with it even more than he already did. If I ever wanted to come clean, no one would believe me. Asher hates me and Spencer will have too much control and power. Fuck my life!

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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