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 71- Addie – Ursool Part 26 Volume 4
***ADDIE'S POV***
The carriage with Holmes landed less than twenty feet in front of us. Nolan and I didn't flinch at all, but I sensed that the men behind me did. They had never really experienced the flying carriages, or that was my opinion anyway.
Once the large carriage was in place, the doors flew open. Holmes didn't wait for any guards or attendants. In his anger, he was moving swiftly and brashly.
"Where is the traitor?" he demanded as he looked at the men behind me. I once again sensed that each of them flinched.
"He is inside, under guard. These men here are the ones who chose to join me or are serving their punishment as an attendant to me."
"And you trust them?" Holmes growled the words at them. "How could you trust that they will not turn their back on you?"