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 241- Addie – The Ball Part 2 (Volume 3)
**ADDIE'S POV**
My heart was pounding as I scanned the crowds of people around me. I still didn't know who it was that had spoken, who had said those things behind me, and that was more terrifying than anything else. Who were they? What did they want? And what had I supposedly done?
What was worse was the fact that, even though I was scanning the crowd, I didn't know who I was looking for. I wouldn't know who the person was, even if I did look right at them. And that was possibly the most terrifying thing that I could imagine. I didn't want to think about that, about how I could be staring right at that person, and not even know it.
"Where are you?" I whispered more to myself than anything else as I scanned the crowds of people. "Who are you?" I guessed that whoever had spoken would be watching me more than the others, they would be paying more attention to me than anyone else, but there was no one. At least no one who was close to me at the moment.