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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.

Myne_17 · 奇幻言情
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61 Chs

Mine and Only Mine...

Evelina stepped out of the grand hall, feeling a tightness in her chest and her heart pounding. She couldn't explain the turmoil swirling inside her—was it hurt, anger, or something else entirely? 

As the sound of applause and chatter faded behind her, she clenched her fists at her sides, willing herself to stay composed.

'Why does it matter?' She thought bitterly. 'It's not like I belong here. It's not like I belong with him.'

Just as she was about to head further down the corridor, Selene's saccharine voice stopped her in her tracks. "Aw, leaving so soon?"

Eve turned slowly, her expression hardening as Selene sauntered toward her. The other woman's smile had a mix of triumph and mockery while her gaze gleaming with satisfaction.

"I won," Selene said smugly, her hands resting on her hips. "Despite everything—despite that little mate bond of yours—I'm still the chosen one."