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 167- Addie – The Wedding Part 3 (VOLUME 3)
I apologize, the ceremony took so long that I needed to divide it into two parts. I do hope that you love it though, I did not want to skimp on this for you all.
**ADDIE'S POV**
Now that we were in the ceremony room, things were starting to happen quickly. Uncle Isaiah and Vanya were taken almost immediately into the center of the room, to the altar that had been readied for them.
That altar was about four feet wide from left to right and four feet tall. From front to back, it was no more than two feet long. It was small, but still true spectacular in appearance. I am sure that those for less wealthy people would be made of different materials, but this one here in the palace was solid gold and covered in little white flowers. There were other colors there as well, a few other flowers, but mostly things that looked like offerings.