I thought about my crazy life for a second...
Was this really me? This emotional person who cries away their worries? No. That is not the Nylarizza. I know. The lovey Nylarizza is gone, dead. Nylarizza Laven is gone. Nylarizza Vega is back and still living on inside. She is a fierce warrior who battles everything that stands in her way with confidence and power. I narrowed my eyes and got up, standing tall and walking back down the stairs, throwing on my running shoes and jogging out of the house straight to the gym.
Barely anyone was inside except for one person. James, Eli's mate. "Hello, Nylarizza. Back again?"
I sigh. "Permanently now."
"What about your pack?"
"The Amber Sky Pack is my pack from now on again."
James nods, continuing his work out. I move myself over to the punching bag, strapping on my weight lifting gloves and starting to punch the bag full of sand. "How is Eliza?"
"Home and well. Pregnant now," he says.
I stop. "Congrats, James. Boy o girl?"