The Day He Forgot He Hated Me by Evangeline Marrow 91 Summary
In a dark and oppressive chamber, Trinity struggles to help Gage resist the overwhelming power of the guardian’s mark that threatens to consume him. Shadows writhe and hiss around them, tightening their grip on Gage as he battles the internal force trying to control him. Despite his fear and despair, Trinity urges him to fight back, reminding him of their bond and his own strength rooted in his wolf and bloodline.
Gage wavers under the guardian’s influence, feeling the darkness inside him trying to take over, but Trinity’s unwavering belief and the light from her mark help him hold on. As the shadows lash out with terrifying shapes and voices, Gage finds a new surge of determination, declaring that he is not theirs to control. With a powerful roar, he breaks free from the guardian’s grasp, standing strong and fully himself once again.
Though the immediate threat has passed, Asher and Arlo warn that the guardian’s power has left a lingering trace within Gage, meaning the danger is not over. Trinity and Gage acknowledge the strength of their bond, which helped him resist, but also recognize the ongoing risk. Asher struggles to accept Trinity’s connection with Gage, but she reassures him of her loyalty.
The chapter ends with a bittersweet sense of victory and foreboding. Gage is free for now, united with Trinity through their bloodline bond, but the guardian’s shadow still watches and waits, promising harder challenges ahead. Despite the looming threat, the characters find hope in their connection and the strength they share.
The Day He Forgot He Hated Me by Evangeline Marrow 91 Summary
In a dark and oppressive chamber, Trinity struggles to help Gage resist the overwhelming power of the guardian’s mark that threatens to consume him. Shadows writhe and hiss around them, tightening their grip on Gage as he battles the internal force trying to control him. Despite his fear and despair, Trinity urges him to fight back, reminding him of their bond and his own strength rooted in his wolf and bloodline.
Gage wavers under the guardian’s influence, feeling the darkness inside him trying to take over, but Trinity’s unwavering belief and the light from her mark help him hold on. As the shadows lash out with terrifying shapes and voices, Gage finds a new surge of determination, declaring that he is not theirs to control. With a powerful roar, he breaks free from the guardian’s grasp, standing strong and fully himself once again.
Though the immediate threat has passed, Asher and Arlo warn that the guardian’s power has left a lingering trace within Gage, meaning the danger is not over. Trinity and Gage acknowledge the strength of their bond, which helped him resist, but also recognize the ongoing risk. Asher struggles to accept Trinity’s connection with Gage, but she reassures him of her loyalty.
The chapter ends with a bittersweet sense of victory and foreboding. Gage is free for now, united with Trinity through their bloodline bond, but the guardian’s shadow still watches and waits, promising harder challenges ahead. Despite the looming threat, the characters find hope in their connection and the strength they share.
CHAPTER 91
The darkness refused to relent.
It twisted and slithered around us like living serpents, blocking every possible escape. The air hung heavy and cold, thick with murmurs that seemed to slither into my very thoughts. Every noise was doubled, every shadow shifting with a life of its own, as if the room itself breathed menace.
Gage knelt before me on the cold stone floor, his chest ablaze with the guardian’s mark—a flickering gold light that danced erratically across his skin. Shadows coiled around him like cruel chains, tightening with each breath. His eyes were wild, split between gold and black, his hands trembling uncontrollably.
“Gage,” I whispered, crawling closer, desperation tightening my voice. “You have to fight it! Please, listen to me!”
He shook his head weakly. “I… I can’t. It’s too strong, Trinity. Every time I push back, it pushes harder.”
I placed my hand firmly on his arm. “No, you can! I know you can. Feel me—feel the bond between us. Let it guide you.”
For a moment, he stared at me, eyes clouded with fear—the same fear I’d seen before, but now mixed with something darker: anger, frustration, desperation.
“I don’t… know if I can,” he murmured.
I gripped his shoulders tightly, refusing to let doubt win. “Yes, you can! You’re stronger than this! You are Gage—your wolf, your pack, part of the bloodline. You don’t belong to it. You own your power!”
The shadows hissed in response, tightening their grip, lifting him slightly off the floor. I felt the pull at my chest—the mark’s desperate struggle to fight back, to pull him free—but it was like trying to hold water in my hands.
“Trinity…” he gasped, voice breaking. “It’s inside me… I can feel it… everywhere.”
“Yes, it’s inside you,” I said quickly, trying to steady my own shaking voice. “But it doesn’t own you. Every part of you is still yours. Fight for it. Fight for yourself. Fight for us.”
He closed his eyes, and I pressed my forehead gently against his shoulder. “I’m with you. Always. Feel me, feel us. Let me guide you. Let your own power push it back.”
Around him, the shadows writhed and hissed, slamming against the light spilling from my mark. They screamed with a thousand voices, and I could sense the guardian’s presence inside him, whispering poison into his mind, trying to convince him to surrender.
“You are not enough. You cannot control it. You are weak. Accept me.”
I shook my head fiercely. “No! You are nothing! He is strong. He is brave. He is his own person! And I believe in him!” I shouted back at the guardian’s voice.
For a brief moment, the gold in Gage’s eyes softened. The shadows twisted and flickered, recoiling slightly from the power radiating from my chest.
“You… believe in me?” he whispered, barely audible.
“Yes. I always will,” I assured him. “I’m not leaving you. Not now, not ever.”
The shadows shrieked in fury, wrapping around my legs and arms, pulling me backward. The air crackled with energy as the guardian’s influence tried to reach me through him. I dug my nails into the stone floor, fighting the pull with everything I had. My chest burned so fiercely I thought it might burst, but I refused to let go of him.
“Gage! Feel me! Hold on to me! You are not alone!”
He groaned, his body twisting violently. I pressed harder, pouring every ounce of my strength, my will, my bloodline into the mark glowing on my chest. The light flared brighter than ever, pushing back the shadows.
His eyes flickered—gold, then black, then gold again. He clenched his teeth, clutching his chest, battling the guardian’s hold. I could see it clawing at him, trying to bend him to its will, but he was holding firm.
“I… I can… feel it…” he whispered, voice trembling.
“Yes! Good! Keep it! Keep it yours! Focus on me!”
The shadows hissed and twisted, morphing into monstrous shapes—wolves, moons, eerie faces with glowing eyes. They lunged at him, and I flinched, but he stood tall, pushing back.
“Gage!” I called out. “You are stronger than this! I know you are!”
He lifted his head, eyes blazing gold with newfound strength. “I… am not… yours… to control!” His voice was steady and powerful now, raw with determination. “I am… me!”
The shadows screamed in rage, lunging once more. I thought he would fall, but instead, he roared—a sound that shook the stone chamber—and the shadows shattered, scattering like smoke across the floor.
I collapsed backward, chest heaving, hands still glowing. He stumbled forward, gasping for breath, but he was standing. Fully himself. Not half-controlled, not a puppet. Just Gage.
“I… I did it,” he whispered, voice a mixture of disbelief and relief.
I rushed to him, cupping his face and pulling him close. “Yes. You did. You fought it and broke free, Gage.”
Tears glistened in his golden eyes. “I thought… I thought I was lost. I thought it would take me.”
I pressed my forehead to his. “No. You’re stronger than it. You always were. And I never doubted you for a second.”
Behind me, Asher and Arlo appeared, faces pale but relieved. Asher’s hand found my shoulder, gripping it tightly. “I thought… I thought we’d lost you both.”
Arlo nodded, eyes scanning the Codex in his hands. “The guardian’s power is gone—for now—but it left a trace inside him. He’s weakened, and if we’re not careful, it could return.”
Gage looked down at his hands, flexing his fingers as if amazed he could move again. “I felt it, Trinity. Every part of it. It tried to make me do terrible things… but you—you pulled me back. I can’t explain it.”
“You don’t have to,” I said softly. “You’re here. That’s all that matters.”
A faint, genuine smile appeared on his lips—the first since we entered the temple. “I don’t know how I got through it.”
I squeezed his hand gently. “You did it because you’re strong. And because we’re connected. The bond helped you fight it. That’s the bloodline, Gage. That’s what it’s meant to do. We’re stronger together.”
He nodded slowly. “I… feel it now. The pull, the bond… it’s not just yours. It’s ours. And I can use it.”
Asher frowned. “Be careful, both of you. That bond is powerful—but the guardian isn’t truly gone. It’s still out there, watching.”
I swallowed hard. “I know. But right now… we have control. And we’re alive.”
Gage took a deep breath, shaking his head. “I never want to feel that helpless again. That power… it’s inside me now. And I’ll learn to control it. With you.”
My heart soared. “Yes. Together.”
The chamber was silent now. The shadows had vanished, leaving only faint traces shimmering across the stone floor. The air remained thick but no longer hostile.
I looked at Gage, still trembling slightly, and felt a surge of pride and relief. He had faced the guardian’s power—and he had won.
But deep inside, I knew this was only the beginning. The guardian’s influence had lifted for now, but its mark lingered on both of us. The bond, the connection, the bloodline—they were all stronger, more dangerous.
The next challenge would be even harder.
But for now… Gage was here.
And he was free.
I wrapped my arms around him, feeling the warmth of his body and the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. “You’re safe,” I whispered.
He held me tightly. “Thanks to you.”
A faint smile touched my lips.
Even as we stood there, I felt it—the subtle pulse of the bloodline, the bond that linked us, glowing softly beneath our skin. The guardian’s shadow might be gone, but its influence still lingered, watching and waiting.
Asher sensed it too—the connection I now shared with his brother. He didn’t like it, but he was trying to accept it because there was no other choice. He didn’t want to be jealous of what I had with Gage; it wasn’t anyone’s fault. Yet, he also struggled with the fact that I shared this bond with Gage and not him. I turned to face Asher, pulling him into a hug, reassuring him that I was his. That he was the one I needed now—the one who grounded me and reminded me that everything would be alright.
But deep down, I knew the next time the guardian tried to strike… it would come back stronger.
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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