ALLISTER
Ever since she'd beat up her tormentor, Xyla had been different. Her body language had somehow changed. I couldn't place my finger on what exactly, but she seemed even more... open. Relaxed. As if she was finally certain that she'd always be safe here. That she'd always be safe with me.
Time passed by quickly after that. Too many Inferiors were dying quickly, owing to the lack of consequences for Superiors. My father wouldn't have cared, if vampires weren't coming forward with complaints about the lack of blood. I tried to make a few suggestions to fix this, but my father was quick to shoot me down. Apparently, it was easier to 'import' Inferiors from cities with a large amount of them, and he had even thought it appropriate to talk to Theo about it.
"Seriously, Ali, what is wr
