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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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Two Plans

After spending all night tossing and turning in a restless sleep, Evelina stepped out of her chambers with two distinct goals: uncover the truth behind the attempt on Prince Damian's life, or find a way back to her own time and world. 

One plan or the other would work—she was determined to see at least one through.

The fresh morning air from the palace corridors brushed against her face, helping to clear her thoughts as she moved quickly.

'No distractions,' she told herself firmly. 'Especially not Damian.'

But as fate would have it, just as she turned a corner, the last person she wanted to see appeared at the other end of the hallway. Damian's unmistakable figure strode toward her, his silver eyes already locking onto hers.

Eve felt a rush of panic and, without a second thought, turned around and went back the way she had just come.

"Evelina!" Damian's voice echoed.