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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 lay rigid in bed, staring blankly at the wall opposite her while Damian shifted slightly beside her. The silence between them was anything but comfortable, each rustle of the sheets, each small movement, only amplified the electric tension that lingered in the air.

Relia's voice, usually brash and sarcastic, now sounded almost smug as it echoed in Evelina's mind. "Feeling warm yet?"

Evelina gritted her teeth. Quiet, Relia.

"Don't blame me. Look outside—full moon. It's not my fault you decided to bunk with your mate on a night like this."

Eve's gaze darted to the window, where moonlight spilled in, bathing the room in a soft, silvery glow. A ripple of unease coursed through her.

From Evelina's memories, she knew about the effects of a full moon on wolves, but nothing had prepared her for the sudden heat blooming low in her abdomen.

Beside her, Damian shifted again, letting out a low, frustrated sigh.

The Full Moon...