~Poppy~
"No more Beta, please, no more." I was on my back, the iron taste of blood lingering on my lips.
"Stand up, warrior," Benjamin said, a stern look on his face.
"I am not a warrior! I am a human teenager. Let me be a human teenager!" I whimpered, eyes closed, pouting. Suddenly, I felt a hand whisking me up, standing me on my own two feet.
"You are not, Poppy Johnson. You are a warrior of Camp North, and warriors from Camp North don't consider themselves human teenagers."
Before I could protest, he nodded. Kiera's blows started to come my way. I managed to fend off three jabs from her and one kick, jumping and dancing around her. Despite my training over the last couple of months, I was still learning. She kicked her knee up, making contact with the back of my thigh, causing me t
