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 110- Addie - The Winter Festival Part 5 (VOLUME 2)
**ADDIE'S POV**
The next part of the celebration was upper and lower city variations of the ritualistic words that rang in the new year. The upper city went first again, just as they had the last time. And the group that was now on the stage were all women. They were all dressed in a uniform manner, just like the dancers had been. This time they were wearing dresses rather than voluminous pants and shirts. This was likely because they weren't going to be moving throughout the air and didn't need to worry about being modest like the others had.
The dresses were clearly expensive and well made. They were primarily white this time, with red and black designs that swirled around the dresses. I could make out small images that looked like swirling wind and warming fires. It was the perfect thing to signify a cold and snowy winter.