Negan
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After killing Miranda and seeing the life drain from her eyes, the boring and most annoying part of the task came.
I had to get rid of her body.
Usually, when I killed people, the easiest way of getting rid of their bodies was feeding them to Rowland.
As a part werewolf part vampire hybrid, ever since he was born, he developed a mutation that required him to eat werewolf flesh once in a while.
This made him an even bigger outcast than me and caused his family to chase him out of their pack... Until I helped him get revenge and decimated the entire pack.
Ah, the good old days.
Just then, as I gazed down at Miranda's body under the night, Rowland materialized beside me.
"Oh, la, la." He grinned, rubbing his palms while licking his lips. "Thank you, master Negan. It's been so long since you–"
