Daryl was an alpha... And despite the fact that he was more of a loner and he was rather rough and gruff...Daryl was needy... He had never felt needy like this , but it had been a few months before the start of the apocalypse since he had had an adventure... He was trying to work to think of something else... But it obviously wasn't working... Then, while he was cleaning his arrows in a remote corner of Alexandria, He smelled the delicious scent of an omega that was was approaching. He struggled not to follow the smell and run to meet the omega... Then he saw the omega in question, who arrived in the street where he was, while he himself was sitting on the steps of 'a porch. The omega seemed lost. “Hey, what are you doing here?” asked Daryl.