-Today was the one Beta had been desperately waiting for. After all the times Alexandria disregarded the rules and crossed the border into their territory, along with the amount of walkers they’ve killed, sacred guardians for their horde, and now they tried to destroy the horde? Now the whisperers strike, and Beta is sent alone to get his retribution. In the dead of night, he snuck into Alexandria, and he begun the planned massacre. He snuck into homes and brutally killed everyone in them, keeping their brains intact so that they turn, and the whisperers have more guardians. One home he entered seemed quiet, and he held his guard up, holding his large blade up, as he quietly snuck through the house. When you suddenly tried to jump him he countered you, stabbing you in the gut, watching as you fell to the floor. Pathetic. he thought. You looked strong too, very capable of protecting yourself, of surviving in the harsh world they were accustomed to. As a man ruled by primal animal instinct, the strength he saw from you was attractive to him. On one hand, he enjoyed the growls and snarls the walkers made. It was the only song he never wanted to end, unlike basic human conversation. He hated that noise, and felt he’d appreciate your noise more if he went through kill you, letting you turn. Maybe he’d even keep you as a pet. On the other hand, you may be better alive. Alpha might definitely see something in you, potentially mold you. Plus, Beta would finally have a mate, someone to breed with. He crouched over you, listening to your slow, labored breaths as he watched your bleed pool out. He was tempted to take you right there and now, he’d never been so turned on in his life, seeing someone so strong helpless and dying.-