The half and half girl

Intro

Story like a nightmare, but it might get better.
My name is Lyra, I'm currently living in a small town next to New York City.
I live mainly to survive, every day is just a battle for surviving. I don't have any dreams. 
My mother left me a small apartment big enough for a room with bed and kitchen, and a small bathroom, it's the only thing that I own. Everyday I go to school, then to work, and come home.
Seems like a normal life for a 18 years old right?
Well here's the thing, I actually have a secret.
One day when I was 6 years old I woke up with a really bad fever. My parents saw it, but they didn't take me to the hospital. No, why would they?
I was lying on our absents floor as my body was burning and hurting. I didn't know what was going on.
I will not get into the details, but hell. I was turning, into a werewolf. And not just a normal werewolf, a white one. Which Is quite funny In contrast with my black hair
My mother Angela told me that she was the last white wolf alive, we were so rare, that the only way our ancestors would survive, was to mate within the family. Some of us had so powers. We were the strongest amongst the werewolves, and everyone of them wanted us. But after years and years, we couldn't produce children. Because of our weak genes, we almost disappeared.
And before you take the obvious guess, no my parents weren't siblings. It's even stranger than that.
My father Drago, was a powerful vampire. As you might know, vampires and werewolves just don't click. They are sworn enemies. But one thing about them is the same. The mate. You cannot change the mate that the moon has chosen for you. So during the ice war, my parents found each other. 
So I became the only half vampire half white werewolf. Although  the only thing that links me to the vampires is my red eyes and white skin. I can't use their powers and I don't drink blood.
When I was 15 I went home after school just to find my parents killed in our own house. And I knew from all the stories that my mom told me, that they came for me. Vampires didn't know about my existence, but werewolf...
They were obsessed with power. If a pack had a white wolf, they would win against everyone. The part they don't know, is that I cannot do shit. I'm weak, I get sick easily, and I still can't use my powers right.
I left town as fast as I could and moved to this apartment. My mom kept it as a safety plan for us if someone found us, it was near an old friend of hers that she could trust.
Without knowing who she was or what she looked like I went to her desperate for help. She became my guardian angel. The most kindhearted woman I've ever men, aunt Sofie. She hid me from the world, and helped me till I became older, when I was 17 and 9 months, she left so that she could be sure that nobody would find me. And from then, my lonely life began.