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 – Castell Part 11 (VOLUME 2)
**ADDIE'S POV**
Together, the seven of us, my two wolves, myself and the four men, walked to the first window. They saw what I had seen first on my last trip here. The day of my birth when Renea Everwood nee Ullerby had gone into premature labor and delivered a very tiny little baby. The shock that was on Uncle Dominic's, Callum's, and Nolan's faces was priceless. And the look of grief and happiness that were warring on Grandfather's face was heartbreaking.
"Renea? My little girl." He whispered softly as he looked at the images. "It's my sweet little Renea."
"Yes, Grandfather, it is. My mother was very beautiful."
"You look alike, not a lot, but a little." Grandfather turned to look at me then, and I started to see it a little. There was a similarity in the face shape that made me look a little like her.