Chapter eighty four

Alessia's POV

Mum woke up with a mood today, not her coming to pull me out of bed so early in the morning and asking me to get dressed. Not just any sort of dressing, but a smart one.

My heart raced at the thought of me dressing smart, the last time mum had me out of the house. I was fighting for my life with the fierce looking men she and my uncle's locked me up with. I have been a bit slow lately and haven't been training right.

It worries me that I might slack in a bit. Heading down the stairs, I saw Allen yawning endlessly by the couch. He looked like a sleep deprived racoon. I know I look better because I did use a mirror. As for him, he is nothing to write home about.

"Quit staring at me like that." Allen grumbled.

Coming down the stairs with her tool bag in hand, she clapped her hands. "Get ready you both, Walter would be joining us this morning. But I need to test your speed first, and that is what we would be doing for this morning."

I gave mum a once over, that woman look