Unforeseen

Jasper Hale had lived through war, bloodshed, and centuries of restraint. He had mastered control, perfected his calm, and learned to predict every outcome-except you.

The moment you stepped into Forks, something shifted. Alice didn't see you coming, and that alone was enough to put the Cullens on edge. Her visions were never wrong, never incomplete. But where you were concerned, there was only darkness-an abyss where the future should be.

Jasper sensed you before he saw you. A pulse in the air, a ripple in the energy surrounding you. Unlike humans, you weren't overwhelmed by his presence, nor did you flinch when his gaze met yours. Instead, you watched him with curiosity, as if you knew something he didn't.

And maybe you did.

Because the moment you spoke, his world changed.

"You can try to manipulate my emotions all you want, but it won't work on me."

Your voice was steady, but your magic hummed beneath your skin, ancient and untamed. A witch-one more powerful than any he had encountered in his long existence.

Alice was speechless, Edward's thoughts were unreadable, and Jasper? He felt something he hadn't in a long time.

Uncertainty.

And deep down, beneath all his practiced control, something far more dangerous.

Intrigue.