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
Conversion Part 4
**ADDIE'S POV**
"Alright, Addie, let us begin." Callum spoke in a slightly louder, and more authoritative tone. "There are some things that we need to do, and they can be a little time consuming."
"I am ready." I smiled at him. "Let's do this."
"OK. Well Addie, let's do the first thing that I need to get this started. I will be taking this." Nolan picked up the large, gleaming bone knife and held it in front of me. "I need to add some of your blood to this potion here." He held up the large glass bottle as well.
"OK." I wasn't liking that idea. I mean, was it going to be a cut or a prick of the finger? How much blood did he need?
"Do you still have your charm on?" He asked me, knowing that I hadn't taken it off since the day that I woke up after the kidnapping.
"Yes. I didn't even think about taking it off." I held up my left hand and pulled the sleeve of my nightgown back.