I Died on My Adopted Sister's 18th Birthday

I am the daughter of the Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack, my parents are very rich, but I have nothing.

When black magic was eating away at me with a month to live, I asked to borrow ten dollars and they said I was "not worthy."

I dragged my sickly body to buy the cheapest herbal medicine, but I saw them spending billions of dollars to celebrate my foster sister Vivian's 18th birthday.

Tears streamed down my face, I just wanted to spend ten dollars on a piece of fabric and make my own ceremonial robe, even though I wouldn't live to be eighteen.