IRIS
I dropped to the ground in sweat. My face and my body were drenched with sweat and I was struggling to catch my breath. Damon had been going hard on me just because, according to him, I was a fast learner and I was doing better than almost everyone that started before me.
"Get up, Iris," He said impatiently and clicked his tongue. His mouth was still bleeding from the punch I gave him. I thought that would be enough to make him stop but it just got him fired up.
"I'm tired, okay? I can't go on." I replied breathlessly.
Tracking my progress for the last three weeks, I was doing well and could defend myself in any battle. It was as though I was born for battle. Well, my dad was a beta and I have his genes, so yeah, that explains it.
"The interschool competition is just weeks away.
