Chapter 162 Off to Mezza (2)
Alessia's POV
After eating I lean on Alex's shoulder my hands folded calmly on my lap.I appear very calm on the outside but inside I am everything but . As usual my rose feels warm againt mys thigh . Its not burning hot just warm enough to feel a small tingle when I focus on it . It feels like a solid integral part of me now not merely a mark like before and Its a constant reminder of how I have evolved .
Alex has not said anything in a while .He has been reading some reports on his phone, staring at it with a scowl as if it has wronged him on some way. Lifting my head slightly I watch him , His back is stiff as a board.
"What are you reading that has put you in such a foul mood ?"I tease
He turns to me watching me for a few moments before putting the phone in his pocket and handing me my laptop “I have transfereed all the information into your laptop." he purses his lips “We will have another meeting at la condrde,Luca has booked the conference room and no one outside us knows we are heading back to Mezza."
Most importantly and we have to slip in and out quielty because if Thomas gets a whiff of us heading to La geneve.
All hell will break loose
"I was expecting to hear you say that" I reply evenly
Opening the laptop I start reading the intel neither Alex nor I wants to waste our energy on small talk now when tempers are so high and nerves are spiraling. Half way through the journey, I am tired of reading reports, sightings and safest route advice. My eyes are turning on their own. I huff “I need to take a break” I mutter to myself. Shutting the laptop slowly , I look out the window and notice we are finally starting to leave the dense rural areas and slipping closer to metropolitan Meazza. Sneaking a look at Alex I find his eyes are on me. Again.
“Taking a break?” He asks and I nod leaning back on the chair
“Are you ready for another glamour practice?We will be in Mezza in the next..."He pauses and checks his watch “three hours give or take”
My heart skips a few beats, We are almost there. Only three hours until we are at the hotel then soon after we leave for La Geneva. My heart sinks with residual apprehension.
Am I magically ready, yes .
Am I mentally ready NO!
Sighing, I put the laptop on the leather seat beside me letting out a shallow breath “Sure Alex, I am ready." I lean back in the chair taking a few shallow breaths.Alex watches me quietly then “Shut your eyes and start your breathing exercises" he instructs me gently.
I close my eyes and breathe in through my nose and out through my mouth .
Once
Twice
Three and my inner eye opens. My palms are facing upwards as I center myself . locking up all my thoughts and worries in the depths of my mind and pulling on my power in my core.
“Become Miranda Gross” Alex instructs and I pull up the images of Miranda I had just been reading and pick the most vibrant one of her standing in the Coven private meeting room wearing a two piece tweed suit and pearls hair done in a strict librarian knot dusting of grey hairs in front .I replay Miranda's video in my mind one more time. Then slowly start transforming into:
Miranda Gross
Mid forties
Chestnut haired
Detached high council member
A woman who needs no validation from anyone talk less of her coven members
My bones re align she is slightly shorter than me
Body becomes older a bit plumper
Posture changes
My clothes change into the exact replica of her power suit
Her pearls appear on my neck
My neck becomes slightly thicker and an inch shorter
Lastly my face, my jaw changes, eyes more spaced and the final ripple as my face is now completely transformed.
Turning to Alex whose eyes are transfixed on mine I ask “How did I do?”
He shakes his head in shock “Even if you change a million times I always feel this new transformation is better than the last.”
I smile
“I will expect to get better with practice that is why we do it.” I spoke in her exact tone and lilt of voice
“Nailed it” Alex whispers “ Now sit back and enjoy the scenery lets see how long you can hold it and remember no worries”
I nod I learnt that the hard way on my first lesson
Turning towards the window I watch my - Miranda's face ,scrutizing every angle I blink her grey eyes looking back and not my green ones . I smile ans her teeth fills my mouth not mine .It is actually uncanny . Practicing Glamour is suposoed to make me the least bit winded but With every practice I seem to be getting stronger .My magic stirs in my stomach , my mark flares warmly and I am humbled .
Humbled by my ever growing power
Humbled by my ancestry
Humbled by my bond, my mate
Humbled by how far I have come and how much I am yet to achieve
I Alessia Molano can become anyone I set out to be and If that is not power I do not know what is . I feel the tell tale prick of pain on my spine and I now its my body indicating its time to let go.
Facing Alex I ask “how many minute?" I seem to have lost track of time while pondering my existence .
Alex checks his watch and gasps face slightly pale reaching for me he pulls me into his arms “Alessia let it go now its been 18 minutes”
Shutting my eyes I slowly reverse the glamour . Wincing in pain as the reversal starts My bones stretch and recalciberate, my clothes change,my arms and legs return to normal and as always my face sets last . Letting out a deep sigh of equal parts contentment and exhaustion , I turn to Alex with heavy lidded eyes and he mutters a curse under his breath “I am a strazza!! Alessia I should have paid more attention to the time."
Ignoring him, I whisper “And that is how a Molano witch does it." before he can respond. Sleep pulls me under…