Xhyfreid_Hades

Melinoe Karma had everything planned-graduate, pass the board exams, and become a nurse. But fate had other plans. On the night of her graduation, a rejected admirer pushed her onto the train tracks. Yet, instead of death, time froze, and an unknown voice granted her a second chance.

Waking up in an unfamiliar world called Eden, a vast land ruled by beastmen and ancient bloodlines, Melinoe finds herself more than just a lost stranger-she is a rare pureblood human, a being of legend and power. But in this world, rarity means value, and value means being hunted, owned, or worse-sold.

Captured by ruthless merchants and thrown into a cage with a mysterious black leopard, Melinoe's survival depends on more than just luck. As she navigates through Eden's kingdoms filled with powerful rulers-each vying for her existence-she must uncover the secrets of her arrival, forge alliances, and resist the intoxicating pull of the beastmen who desire her for more than just her rarity.

In a world where beasts rule and humans are myths, will she become a queen or a captive?


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Author's Note:
Hi there! I just wanted to share that I'm writing this because I couldn't find a novel that really clicked with my unique tastes (sometimes). I hope that others will find something to enjoy in it too!

Eden Transmigration

The wind howled through the dense pines of the northern borders of Nyxaris, carrying with it the crisp scent of snow and frost-laced earth. Melinoe shivered as she pulled the thick cloak tighter around her shoulders. Despite the added warmth, the chill of the northern lands seeped through the fabric, a stark contrast to the comfortable warmth of Nyxpanther's embrace from the night before.

Their journey had been sudden, almost urgent. Nyxpanther had received intelligence that illegal merchants had begun operating near the borders of the Empire of Fenrath, a land ruled by wolf beastmen. The reports claimed that captured beastmen were being smuggled in and out of the territories through underground trade routes. While Melinoe had not expected to accompany him, Nyx had insisted she stay close, his possessiveness barely veiled under his usual enigmatic demeanor.

Now, trudging through the thick snow, Melinoe found herself questioning why she had agreed to come. Perhaps it was the strange pull she felt toward Nyx, a bond she couldn't understand but didn't want to deny.

"Stay close," Nyx's deep voice rumbled beside her. "This land is treacherous."

She nodded, gripping the cloak tighter, but before she could respond, a distant, chilling howl pierced the cold air. A powerful, commanding presence loomed just beyond the trees, and Melinoe's instincts screamed that something—or someone—was watching them.

From the snow-laden shadows, a towering figure emerged. A beastman, taller than even Nyxpanther, with stark white hair that cascaded past his shoulders and piercing silver eyes that seemed to glow under the moonlight. He exuded an aura of authority and control, his stance unwavering as his gaze locked onto Nyx.

"Havvaris Snowfang," Nyx murmured, his tone neutral but watchful.

Melinoe took a sharp breath, instantly understanding that this man was no ordinary beastman—he was a wolf. A powerful one at that. His presence alone sent a shiver down her spine, not out of fear but from something deeper, something more primal.

"Nyxpanther," Havvaris greeted, his voice rich and steady. "It's been some time."

Havvaris's gaze flickered to Melinoe, assessing her with sharp eyes. "And who is this?"

Before Nyx could answer, Melinoe found her voice. "I am Melinoe," she said, though she wasn't sure why she felt the need to introduce herself personally. Perhaps it was the way his silver eyes seemed to pierce through her, as if he was trying to unravel her secrets.

Havvaris tilted his head, a ghost of a smirk gracing his lips. "A human… in these lands? How interesting."

"She is mine." Nyx's voice was final, almost daring anyone to challenge him.

Havvaris chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound. "Yours? Or just under your protection?"

Nyx's eyes darkened in warning, but Melinoe felt the tension between the two beastmen lessen slightly. There was a history between them, an unspoken understanding that didn't require words.

"I came to investigate the rumors of illegal merchants," Nyx said, shifting the topic. "I assume you are here for the same reason?"

Havvaris nodded. "Fenrath has been plagued with disappearances. My warriors and I have tracked their movements to this region. The merchants are growing bolder."

"Then we have the same enemy," Nyx stated. "We should work together."

Havvaris regarded him for a long moment before nodding. "Agreed. But understand this, Nyx—if you fail to protect what's yours, the wolves do not hesitate to claim what is left behind." His silver eyes flicked to Melinoe for the briefest moment before turning away.

Melinoe's heart pounded. She didn't fully understand the depth of the exchange between the two beastmen, but one thing was clear—Havvaris was dangerous in an entirely different way than Nyxpanther. And for some reason, that danger intrigued her.

Chapter 10: A Howl in the Snow