Poppy’s P.O.V
“Good girl.” The tall man purred as he stood in front of me. My grip was tightly digging into the sides of the chair. I was holding so tightly that I could feel the wood splintering beneath my grip as the rage attempted to fully overtake my body.
“W-why do I feel like this?” I questioned aloud, more to myself then the man in front of me. He laughed, his low harmonious chuckle tickling my ears as I gritted my teeth. My entire body was focused completely on not losing control in front of the group training in the field.
Their Luna must be poised. I must not allow this wild beast to overtake me.
He moved near to me once again, his lips tickled my ear as he whispered, his head now parallel to my own.
“You feel like this my dear, because you are the Eclipse, and I am the Mid
