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#REVENGE
#WEREWOLF
#FATEDLOVE
#FASTPACED
#ROYALFAMILY
#ALPHA

Transmigrated as the Crown Prince's Mate

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.

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#R18
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#SURVIVAL
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#WEREWOLF
#FATEDLOVE
#FASTPACED
#ROYALFAMILY
#ALPHA

Trapped?...

Evelina's startled gasp was muffled as a firm hand clamped over her mouth. Her wide eyes darted to the shadowy figure in front of her, and she felt her heart race until the dim light illuminated Damian's sharp features. 

Relief and irritation mixed as her shoulders slumped slightly, her muffled voice protesting against his hand.

"Calm down," Damian whispered urgently. He removed his hand, stepping back just enough to give her some space.

"What the hell, Damian?" Evelina snapped, her voice rising before she caught herself. "What is wrong with you?"

Damian ignored her question, his piercing silver eyes studying her face for a moment before his expression softened—if only slightly. "What did Luther want?"

Eve crossed her arms, shooting him a withering glare. "He asked about my progress on the poisoning investigation. Then he offered his help. Said he's on my side and all that."

Damian frowned, his brows knitting together. "And what did you say?"