I've heard stories of alphas. Brutal soldiers bred to kill both humans and mutants, whose only goal was to balance our survival with infection. Until they turned against their masters. Kept as test subjects at the Calico Research Facility, they were forced to endure horrific experiments that turned them into callous savages with hearts as impenetrable as their defenses. More terrible than the monsters that ravaged our world with disease and starvation. After the collapse of Calico, many alphas fled, only to be hunted by our own Legion army. And in their absence, the balance shifted. I thought they no longer existed. Until I met him, the god of monsters. Now I no longer believe in these stories. They say that it is impossible to fall in love with the unyielding heart of an Alpha.