The Alpha King and His Special Kind of Mate

They would call me Snow Bird whenever they saw me walk by in the mansion and if my father heard it he would let out a growl as that was not my name, but a comment on my pale skin and snow-white hair that fell down my back. I was down early and my parents feared for my life when I was only minutes old and I fought for every breath to get stronger. My mother took one look at me and only saw me as a monster as I lay in the home NICU and left before I was even an hour old. When it came time for my parents to take me home my mother refused to come and get me, my father did.  It wasn't till I was four when I started to see the hatred in her eyes as I would walk by her. I would hear her growl but each time my father would hold me back. That's till my father was in a meeting and she led me to the woods and she quickly shifted into her wolf form and started to charge towards me. I screamed at the top of my lungs as her teeth started to sink into my throat and started to crush my voice box and made it hard for me to breathe at all. I started to blackout till she was ripped off of me and I heard the snap of her neck breaking as I lay there and my vision blurs and the last thing I saw was my father's face above me as he picked me. Years later.  As I grew up with the stares of the pack member as I would walk into the meetings and I would hear their comments about how I was too weak to lead our pack and it caused me to growl at them loudly hating that I was not wanted by my pack. I know part of it was because I could not speak because after being attacked by my mother before she died, she bit down on my throat damaging my vocal cords to wear I was left mute all I could do was growl when needed even if it was painful. I had learned to sign so that I could communicate without having to have a notebook or have my father with me to protect me. Where ever I going I have an interpreter go with me to translate for me and my father loved me enough to learn how to sign so that when we were in meetings, he could translate my counter-argument with my mate.  I was being trained to help with the pack and to be ready for me to take over the Shadow Moon Pack when I was old enough to take it over when my father was ready to give over the control to me.