Myne_17

I died in an explosion—a betrayal engineered by the man I trusted most.

But instead of the end, I woke up in a new body. A noblewoman’s body. Evelina, disgraced and hated, accused of poisoning the Crown Prince of a kingdom where werewolves rule the land. 

And worse? 

The man whose life I supposedly tried to end is now my fated mate.

Damian, the Crown Prince, is as cold as the moonlight that binds us, his piercing silver eyes filled with distrust every time they land on me. He doesn’t believe my innocence, and frankly, I don’t care. 

My only priority is survival in this dangerous, medieval world—and figuring out why fate decided to shove me into the life of a traitor.

But the longer I’m near Damian, the harder it is to ignore the pull between us—the undeniable heat of the mate bond that makes his touch electric and his presence intoxicating.

Enemies lurk in the shadows, including the woman who thinks she should be his Luna. Court intrigue spirals out of control, and the person behind Evelina’s betrayal might be closer than I realize.

Damian’s trust is my only shield, but when the truth of my transmigration comes to light, I’m not sure even that will be enough to save me.

Because in this world, it’s not love that conquers all—it’s power. And mine might not be enough.

Transmigrated as the Crown Prince's Mate

Damian turned back to Evelina, his jaw tightening. "Stay here."

Before she could protest, Jasper added, "Actually, milady might want to see this too."

Evelina frowned, her curiosity getting the best of her. She pushed herself to her feet, wobbling slightly before Damian steadied her with a firm hand.

They followed Jasper through the palace until they reached a small antechamber, where a guard stood waiting with a bundle of cloth cradled in his hands.

The guard bowed, his face pale. "We found this near the pyre, Your Highness."

Damian motioned for him to continue. The guard hesitated, then carefully unwrapped the bundle, revealing a charred bracelet—the same one Evelina had seen in her vision.

Evelina's breath caught in her throat, her hand instinctively reaching out to touch the bracelet before stopping short.

What's all this? Who was trying to kill the prince—and why?

Chasing a Lead...