My New Life in the Kingdom of Wolves
Eighteen year old Addie hates her life. She's been in a wheelchair since she was a little girl. She's felt like a burden on her family and dreams of a life like the ones she's only read about. So, when she finds herself reborn in another world with all the memories of her previous life, she embraces this new opportunity. She's finally healthy, she's finally strong. She can finally feel alive. However, when she's thirteen a debt is incurred that may change her new life forever. One that they won't know the repercussions of until she once again turns eighteen. When that debt is called upon, and the payment must be made, Addie finds herself living in the Kingdom of the Werewolves. She must now figure out how to get home and why her new life is different than that of all the other humans in this world. And on top of that, she has found herself in the sight of the Werewolf King. What is it that he wants from her? What is it that he has planned when he summons her to the castle and forces her to live there? Follow along with Addie as she learns how to navigate in this new world of hers and as she discovers just what it is that makes her different from all the rest. ************ WARNINGS ************ ADULT LANGUAGE SUGGESTIVE SITUATIONS SLAVERY VIOLENCE NOTE THE COVER ART IS NOT MY OWN ALL CHARACTERS AND SITUATIONS IN THIS STORY ARE COMPLETELY FICTIONAL AND ARE WORKS WRITTEN BY DENI CHANCE. THIS BOOK IS SOLELY POSTED ON WEBNOVEL AND CHEREADS AND SHOULD NOT APPEAR ANYWHERE ELSE. Contact me at any of the following- https://www.deni-verse.com/, https://www.instagram.com/dcinmi87/, https://twitter.com/DCinMI, https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100070561061763
Chapter 12- Addie – Leading up to the Wedding Part 2 Volume 4
***ADDIE'S POV***
After the tension in the beauty room, we headed back to the royal wing to talk and relax. Queen Mallory excused herself and returned to her room in the guest halls, but everyone else stayed with us while we enjoyed the night. We spent the remainder of the night nibbling snacks, drinking tea, and just enjoying ourselves as much as possible.
All my friends from the Academy and my sister stayed in my room with me that night. It was unorthodox, according to many of the others, but we didn't care. It was a sleepover, and when was the next time I would have the chance to do something like this?
Then again, in a way, I would be having a sleepover every night for the rest of my life. Only, it won't be considered to be the same, because the other individual and I would be married after tomorrow. It would just be our normal life, and that was probably the scariest thing for me to process and think about.