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

Evelina nodded, her smile widening into a grin that mirrored his own mischievousness. "If you're so insistent on being comfortable, then I won't stop you. Do whatever you want."

For the first time that evening, Damian looked genuinely surprised. He pushed off the bedpost, narrowing his eyes at her. "What's your game?"

"No game," Evelina said sweetly, turning her back to him as she began fluffing the pillows on the right side of the bed. "You're the one who invited me here, remember? I'm just being a gracious guest."

Damian stared at her for a moment longer, suspicion showing in his eyes. He couldn't tell whether she was genuinely conceding or setting him up for a trap.

Either way, her sudden shift in demeanor left him slightly off balance—a feeling he wasn't accustomed to.

Messing with Him...