You know how parent's always talk about the wild child, the bad influence. The person no one wants their kids hanging out with. Well growing up that was me. They called me unhinged, they weren't wrong.

My life altered by a monster. My wolf altered permanently, uncontrollable, reckless. Not only destroying my wolf but also me. My fater was is the Alpha of The Black Moon Pack and I am the only heir to take over. I never wanted to be Alpha, but not because I am weak, not because I'm not Alpha Material. No one of those things, but because I wan't normal. 

When I was 6 years old my pack was attacked by hunters. They tested mutated genes on me, What Kade and the hunters had done, not only Altered my wolf but destroyed any chance of me being able to control my wolf. She is crazed, untamed and has no control once she takes over. My family tried for years to help me control her. But she was unhinged and now a danger to everyone. The older I got, the stronger she got. I feared my wolf and what she was capable of. Which made people fear me. 

We still don't know the effects the mutated gene will have on me, one thing we know is, when I turned of age, I didn't find a mate. I don't think I have one. How could I when my wolf had all bonds to the human part severed. So how is it possible to bond with another when she can't even bond with her human counterpart. I am glad enough, I couldn't destory someone like that, no one wants a broken mate.

No one wants the unhinged Alpha.

Alpha's Unhinged Mate (Hybrid Aira Sequel)

I didn t understand what happened, the last thing I remember is darkness as Layla shoved me out, taking control. Then feeling cold, as if this day couldn't be any worse, I awoke in none other than Alpha Damien s arms. How did they get her to stop? Why did she suddenly give me back control? Nothing made sense anymore.

My body completely ruined as I looked down at the blood pooling on the tile floor, Damien had turned on the shower before glancing over at me, I pulled the towel tighter trying to cover my exposed flesh.

Damien only wore a towel around his hips, I could tell he must have shifted when Layla took over.

"Did she do that?" I asked, looking at the huge bite mark that was healing on his arm. He glanced down at it seemingly unfazed.

Chapter 7