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The Day He Forgot He Hated Me by Evangeline Marrow 50

The Day He Forgot He Hated Me by Evangeline Marrow 50

Spencer stood over me, glaring at me. The smile on his face was all but forgotten. He was furious with me and he tried to stomp his foot down right where my head was, but luckily I managed to roll out of the way just in time

I managed to get to my feet but I slipped in the mud as rain was still falling on us, but it wasn’t as hard as it was earlier

Spencer’s eyes were changing color. He was trying to keep control of his wolf. No doubt he was trying to kill me himself. He didn’t want his wolf to do it

He lunged at me and again, I managed to get out of the way just in time but he managed to grab my arm and he threw me up against the side of the mountain that the mine ran through

I knew I should have killed you the second you got here.He growled in my face

Why didn’t you? Did you think I would be just as easy to handle as last time?I asked

You’re going to pay for ruining my life. Again.He said

He went to punch me in the face but I moved my head out of the way and he hit the earth behind me as I kneed him in the stomach. As he crouched forward I pushed him by the 

shoulders so he fell backwards and I started running in the other direction

I passed the entrance to the mine when suddenly something struck me hard on the back of my head, and I crumpled to the ground with a sharp pain shooting through me. I didn’t lose consciousness, but every movement sent jolts of agony through my body, and I knew I was badly hurt. Slowly, I managed to roll onto my back, wincing as I tried to catch my breath. That’s when I saw Lila standing over me, gripping a long, heavy metal pole in her hands, her eyes glinting with a mix of anger and determination I hadn’t expected

What the f**k?I muttered

Sorry sweetie. I really wish I could say that we could be friends. But that was never going to happen.She said

Spencer then walked up to her and put his arm around her. She leaned over and kissed him while he was looking at her

I managed to get to my feet and I felt the back of my head which was bleeding and I stood there staring at him

How did you get out? The guards couldn’t let you out.I said

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No. But I had a key in my pocket. It was easy after that.She said. And then I looked at her wrists. They weren’t burnt. They weren’t injured at all

They weren’t silver shackles.I said

Of course not. Spencer wouldn’t do that to me.She said

I gotta say, you played the part well.I said

Thanks. Spencer told me that you were going to be easy to break. That wasn’t true.She said, looking at Spencer

That Alpha family has given her more guts than I thought.Spencer said

Rule number one of any fight asshole. Don’t underestimate your opponent.I said

That is a good point.He said, starting to stalk towards me

I was weak from the beating, the almost drowning, fighting to get my chains free, the silver. I had so many reasons to just give up right now. But then I saw Asher’s face flash through my mind again. He was the one that told me to keep going. Even if it was just a dream. I couldn’t give up. Not without a fight

I knew that I couldn’t shift. But I knew that I was smarter than this i***t in front of me

Adrenaline surged, sharpening my senses to every movement around me. I grabbed a fallen branch, feeling its rough bark bite deep into my palms. I swung at him, and I ducked, the branch shuddering violently under the force of his strike, sparks of pain shooting up my 

arms

As soon as Spencer fell to the ground, Lila lunged at me with a scream, and I instinctively used the silver chain that was still attached to my wrist, whipping it across her face with brutal precision

She started screaming and fell back, holding her face as it sizzled from the burning

Spencer got up and started yelling at Lila to get up. But she was closer to me than he was so I grabbed a hold of her and I pulled her in front of me, wrapping the chain around her neck

Let her go.” Spencer growled as Lila started gagging and making all sorts of noises

I looked down at Lila and then back at Spencer

I kept my eyes fixed on him as I yanked both sides of the chain that was wrapped around her neck until her neck snapped

I let go of her and the chain came away from her neck, letting her lifeless body fall to the 

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ground

You’re right Spencer. You really should have f*****g killed me.” I said

I’m going to now.He said, his wolf finally taking over

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He shifted right in front of me. He let out a guttural growl, low and trembling with menace. But we both knew that I couldn’t. So I took a couple of steps back and I looked at my surroundings to see what I could find

The forest seemed to close in, roots twisting underfoot, roots that threatened to trip me with 

every step

Pain lanced through my side as he caught me with a glancing blow, but I refused to fall

He didn’t hit me with his claws. He kept them away. He wanted to hurt me, not kill me. Not yet anyway. He was going to drag this out as much as he could. He wanted me to suffer

I stumbled over a root, barely catching myself. He lunged, and the ground shook beneath his weight. His claws raked the air where I had been standing a heartbeat ago, splintering the trees around me. I swung a branch in desperation, but it snapped under the force of his swipe. Every instinct screamed at me to run, but there was nowhere to hide. He’d catch me in 

a second

He cornered me against a gnarled oak, teeth bared, saliva dripping from his muzzle. I felt the heat of his body, he wanted to savor this moment, to break me before the end. I barely dodged a clawed strike that tore a chunk of bark from the tree behind me. Pain seared my shoulder as I tried to block another blow

I looked around frantically but there were only branches and leaves littering around us

I reached over and broke a branch that was right next to me, making sure it had a sharp edge 

to it

Spencer tried to take another swipe at me, and just as he did that I stabbed the sharp end of the branch into his ribs and directly into his heart

He collapsed, the forest falling silent around me, save for the shallow, ragged rhythm of my own breathing. His glowing eyes dimmed, fur rippling one last time before slackening. I sank to my knees, bloodied, bruised, tremblingbut alive. For the first time since my escape, the forest felt like freedom, not a cage

And here I thought you needed rescuing.Someone behind me said

I quickly turned around and saw Asher standing there. Asher. Asher who’s dead

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I got to my feet as he was looking at me and in my disbelief I ran over to him and jumped into his arms, hugging him as close to my body as I possibly could

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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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