My Wolf's Resurrection

Silver POV It had only been 2 years. She died just after my 13th birthday. Ever since then, my dad has never had a birthday party for me. My dad remarried on my 15th birthday. I was not allowed to go. My dad had my sister Rina and my brother Sammuel. My birthday was coming up, and I knew it wouldn't be celebrated. My stepmom and dad always went away for a week for their anniversary and took Rina and Sammuel with them. They were my dad's favorite, especially Sammuel. He was the first male Gamma born in 500 years in our pack. My sister still hated me because I was the firstborn even though everything for my little brother took presidency first. My sister still hated me though. She actually told me our brother should have been born first, then her and that I was just a mongrel and I should have died at birth. "H*** you should have just died a month ago when I got poisoned," she said once. All I could do was cry when they told me that. Thankfully, I recorded everything from my dad to my siblings, and stepmom. They all wished I was dead. I played every recording for my alpha. I did think about waiting till I was 18 when I would get my wolf. I could not wait to meet her. I was born with silver hair and bright blue eyes. My alpha knew I was special by the way my eyes would light up when danger was coming, even though I didn't have my wolf. My alpha cared about me more than my family did. I was thankful that he cared more for me. I was able to have money put into an account for me. He bought me a car, paid for me to have clothes and pretty much just took care of me in general. He did everything my father would no longer do after my mom died. I would work 12 hours a day during the summer and holidays. During school and weekends, I worked based on what my uncle asked me to. I had a good shot at graduating early. I had all A's, and I was never in trouble, never missed a day either. My mother never wanted me to miss school unless I was so sick that I couldn't go. Luckily, I was going to graduate next May just before my 17th birthday. Time felt like it was moving slowly, but I couldn't wait to be able to leave when I found my mate. However, I still had to go home to live in this h*** till I could move out. Thankfully, before mom got severely sick and passed away, she made it to where my alpha could sign papers on my behalf if my father was unwilling. I knew my alpha was cleaning up from a remodel in one of the rooms in the pack house, and he planned to move me into their to get me away from my family. Just this month alone, I have been to the hospital 10 times. 2 were from being beaten so badly that I had a concussion. He found me bleeding and passed out on the floor of our laundry room. I told him as soon as I was 18 I wanted his blessing to leave the pack. He was looking into legal ways to get my dad and them removed from the pack. We had enough evidence to now present to the Lycan King. We just had to make sure it would reach him. We tried to send him all the evidence, and he never got it for some reason. Now we would have a chance again because he was intending on joining us for all of us who turned 16. He would be coming about 2 weeks after my 16th birthday. I was the last one in the pack to turn 16. I still hoped that my wolf would look the way I dreamed she would look, however I wouldn't know that till I turned 18. I did dream she would have thick silver fur like my hair and bright green eyes. I will know soon, soon being in the next 2 years. It was about a week before my birthday now and I wouldn't wait. All werewolves were required to take a fight class. We also had to take a fight class when we turned 18 and had our own wolves. My Alpha had already set me up with Karate classes when I turned 14 years old. I wanted to start as soon as possible. I did gymnastics and ballet right up until mom died. I remembered when I got the call. I had just landed a triple double-turn flip, and I was getting ready to do my final move. My coach got the call and I had to go. Later, I was told I had won the competition. One of the last videos she got to watch before she passed away. I got to see her cry happy tears and smile, because she was able to hear that I won. Mom lived only an hour after all of that. I stayed with her even after she was gone. Even though I got to say goodbye that day, it was still hard to let go. With no birthday coming, it was still so hard for me not to have her here. My father didn't even wait to bring my siblings and stepmother home, not even 3 months after mom was gone. I was not the nobody, I was a slave to them. Now my 16th birthday will be their second anniversary. I was nothing to my dad but a burden. Thankfully, my uncle was investigating my mother's death. Especially since it's extremely rare for us to get sick and die like that. Ever since then, all I can do is cry. The only reason my dad kept me was for tax purposes, because my uncle wouldn't allow him to, and because I was underage I was still his responsibility. He held that as long as he could against my father. My birthday was going to finally be here in a couple of days and then I had my driving test a week after my birthday. My Uncle put away money for me, and I was glad he was my Alpha. He helped me find a car that I would be comfortable in, and I paid only $6,000 for a 2020 model. The guy who sold it was selling it because his wife had died in childbirth, and he didn't need the money or a third vehicle. He was nice and thankfully, he was really willing to help. Thankfully, I got to drive it home because Beta Josh was able to take us. I looked forward to doing a lot of things on my own. My uncle made sure I had my bank account info so I could work and save money on my own and pay for my car insurance on my own. I have had my own cell phone since I was 15 years old, and I paid for my phone bill for a whole year. Straight talk made that so much easier for me. I had applied for a job at a local hotel, and they said 1 month after my birthday I would start training. I was going to clean rooms and that way I could continue to save money. My uncle planned on putting money in my account, but till I was 18 years old or turned 26 years old while I was still in college. He did this for everyone in our pack. My uncle was a great Alpha. He hated the way my mother was treated towards the end of her life. She wanted to be cremated, but instead my father had her buried. We are supposed to be cremated technically. I planned on unburying her and having her cremated in her coffin when I have the money.