Alyson's POV
I was getting a little nervous as the carriage pulled up in front of a lair built like a castle. I remembered the day I arrived at Jacob's lair, only to be thrown in the basement, and my heart beat fast with this memory. Of course, I believed that Dylan would never lock me away, but I was grateful to have a companion, Michelle who was growing loyalties to me, and could be a witness. I didn't feel alone this time.
"I can't wait for you to meet my mother," Dylan said. "She will love you. Most likely my father is away on business, but he's not nearly as much fun anyway."
My nerves were making my hands sweaty. "Are we meeting everyone right away, or do we have any time to clean up and prepare?" I looked at Michelle in my dress, and it didn't fit her. I
