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 35- Addie – Honeymoon Part 7 Volume 4
***ADDIE'S POV***
I didn't tell Nolan about the visit I had with Mother Sun. It was a private and personal thing, which only she and I needed to know about. He just knew I'd awoken a little sad but with a smile on my face. He assumed it was a dream and left it at that.
We continued our honeymoon as we intended to. We spent long hours and days wrapped in each other's arms. We explored our bodies, the depth of our passion, and everything we ever wanted to do, say, feel, experience, and more. There were no limits to the passion and the tenderness that we experienced during our time on this honeymoon.
Nolan and I came together more times than I could count or remember, and I never tired of his touch. I craved him more each day, even when my muscles ached, and begged for a break, I still wanted him. Needed him. And he was always happy to give me just what I asked for.