THE WITCH WHO SAW THE TRUTH
The café was unusually quiet that evening.
Rain tapped softly against the glass windows while Jasmine wiped the counter, lost in her thoughts. Living in the human world for the past few weeks had been strange but peaceful.
No insults.
No humiliation.
No Linda.
Yet the emptiness in her heart refused to disappear.
Alpha Kael’s cold words still echoed in her mind.
“I reject you.”
Even thinking about it made her chest tighten.
“Hey, you’re doing that thing again,” Sarah said from behind the counter.
Jasmine blinked. “What thing?”
“Looking like someone stole your soul,” Sarah teased lightly, sliding a cup of coffee across the table.
Jasmine gave a small smile. Sarah’s humor had become one of the few things that kept her sane lately.
Before Jasmine could respond, the café door opened.
A woman walked in slowly.
The air in the room shifted instantly.
She was stunning — tall, with long silver hair and sharp green eyes that seemed to see far more than they should.
Jasmine felt a strange chill run down her spine.
The woman walked directly toward her.
“Interesting…” she murmured.
Jasmine frowned slightly. “Excuse me?”
The woman studied her carefully.
Not her clothes.
Not her face.
Her energy.
“You don’t know what you are, do you?” the woman asked calmly.
Jasmine stiffened. “What do you mean?”
Sarah suddenly stepped forward, her playful expression gone.
“Hear that tone?” Sarah muttered under her breath. “That’s witch energy.”
The woman smiled slightly.
“Correct.”
She extended her hand.
“My name is Hazel.”
Jasmine hesitated before shaking it.
The moment their hands touched—
Hazel’s eyes widened.
For the first time since she entered the café, she looked genuinely shocked.
“Impossible…” she whispered.
Jasmine felt nervous. “What is it?”
Hazel looked directly into Jasmine’s golden eyes.
“You’re not wolf-less.”
Jasmine laughed nervously.
“You must be mistaken.”
“No,” Hazel said firmly.
“You have something inside you… something ancient.”
Sarah folded her arms.
“I told you she was special.”
Hazel shook her head slowly.
“Special doesn’t even begin to describe it.”
Jasmine’s stomach tightened.
“What are you talking about?”
Hazel leaned closer, her voice dropping to a whisper.
“Inside you is a power older than the werewolf packs… older than witches…”
Her eyes darkened slightly.
“And if I’m right…”
“The entire supernatural world will come looking for you.”
Jasmine felt her heart pound.
“That’s impossible,” she said quickly.
But at that exact moment—
The lights in the café flickered violently.
The air became heavy.
And Jasmine’s golden eyes suddenly glowed brighter than ever before.
Hazel stepped back slowly.
Her voice filled with both fear… and awe.
“Oh my goddess…”
“It’s already waking up.”
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What do you think Jasmine’s hidden power really is?
A legendary wolf
A supernatural hybrid
Something even more ancient
Comment your theory — the next episode will reveal someone new entering Jasmine’s life… someone who already knows her destiny.
And trust me…
That meeting will change everything.