Chapter 473


    Chapter 473


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    Even though I’d known that everything Abba and I had talked about made sense, I’d held out a


    small hope that interacting with the people of Constantine wouldn’t be so…freaking…weird.


    Everyone had been super nice, whether they were talking to me or about me. There’d been a few


    who’d touched me, though. Even if it was just my sleeve, it was odd to be such an object of


    attention.


    My mom had noticed it, too, but she hadn’t said much about it. She’d been caught up with my bratty


    siblings. I was kind of d for their fussing. Herck of attention had let me pick out a bunch of


    different outfits that I wasn’t sure Mom would have approved of.


    I stared at myself in the mirror wearing one of those outfits right now. The jeans were loose around


    the waist and the butt. Even the legs were a little loose, and also too long. They’d drag on the


    ground if I didn’t roll them up. The blouse I’d picked out was of sheer fabric printed with flowers in


    bold colors of red, purple, green, teal, and ck. It had flowy sleeves and a high neck—but the see-


    through cloth made it sexy.


    Well, at least I hoped it was sexy. I really had no idea what that meant beyond the sound of the


    word. As long as I’d been aware of my mom’s clothing, she’d favored practical, well-fitting jeans,


    boots, and T-shirts, or long, flowy skirts and dresses.


    I lifted my chin. This outfit wasn’t quite right for Ste Constantine. It didn’t fit, and it wasn’t a style


    that I felt matched my personality.


    But for Elleah Whitehaven? These jeans were going to make her ass look amazing.


    Shifters who changed into wolves or dragons or any number of other creatures had to expend


    energy to ess their inner beasts. They didn’t have to focus hard on bing their animals,


    because their internalpanion was as much a part of them as their very souls. Still, the change


    took effort, even if it was an unconscious one. It ate up bodily resources. For some, like dragon


    shifters, it meant a period of recovery time topensate for the enormous changes in mass from


    dragon to human form.


    The kind of transformation I was undertaking didn’t take anywhere near that kind of effort or energy.


    Although I’d never done it before, I knew I could ess my shapeshifter gifts…I just needed a little


    bit of practice. First, to decide what I wanted to look like. And then, to hold that form in ce no


    matter what else I was doing.


    If I thought being a Celestial freaked people out, I didn’t want to think about what would happen if I


    was talking to someone and I forgot to keep my eyes the right color…or in the right ce.


    Also, deciding on a face and body was an important decision, and one I didn’t want to rush. If I was


    really going to embark on this grand new adventure, I wanted to make sure I did it looking like


    someone I could feelfortable being for as long as I had to be her.


    Abba had pointed out that looking like a different person was going to give me the chance to meet


    people as someone they didn’t think they already knew. So. Who was she?


    A blonde? Brte? Ginger? Did she wear her hair in long waves or tight curls? Was she blue-


    eyed, or green, or brown, or something totally wild, like purple?


    I was giddy with the possibilities as I watched my face go through every change as I thought of it.


    My body, too. Big breasts, thick thighs, wide hips, narrow waist…When the body filled out the


    clothes I’d chosen to perfection, I stopped.


    I ended up with longer legs, but a slightly thicker waist. A bigger butt and bust, but my face was


    fuller, too. Long golden curls reached to the small of my back, giving me plenty to y with. I settled


    on gray-blue eyes rimmed with thickshes that looked natural but would pop with the right amount


    of mascara.


    Elleah Whitehaven was pretty, but not beautiful. She’d blend into a crowd of other regr people,


    not much to stand out or call attention…but she wasn’t ugly, either. When I used “her” mouth to


    smile, she looked…


    Nice.


    Normal.


    She looked like someone I’d like to get to know.


    More importantly, she looked like someone I’d like to be.


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    I paused for a moment to close my newly colored eyes and send up a message to the Moon


    Goddess. I asked her to help me make the right choices. To serve her will, but also, I asked for her


    blessing as I ventured out and tried to learn how to live. In return, I got a sense of peace and


    comfort, which I took as her blessing.


    I opened my eyes. I smoothed my blouse. I practiced Elleah’s smile until it felt natural, like my own.


    Now all I had to do was try it out on someone else.