You're Mine & Only Mine

Try To Relax

Camille's POV,

"Has anyone tend to Violet's needs?" I asked walking into the kitchen where the cook and the maids were.

"Why yes alpha." Said Stella first maid in charge.

"The problem is that she-" The second made stop.

"What is it." I said, and her scent filled the room. I turned around and there she just standing there. "Violet, you're up, what a relief." I said making my way over to her.

"I heard you guys talking about me and had to see what's up." She said, and walked by me and went into the fridge.

"Are you feeling okay?" I asked her.

"I'm. . .fine. I just need some alone time. But now I feel great, lonely but great." She said.

I went over to her. "You don't seem fine Violet, tell me what's wrong for I could fix it or at least help you."

"You know what I want Camille." She said, and walked over to the cook. "Ryan can you make me some scrambled eggs, crepes with cinnamon banana slices inside, on the outside with regular banana slices and drizzled chocolate to top it all off." 

"Yes I'll have it ready for you shortly." Ryan said, and went to work. 

Violet grabbed a glass and went to the fridge taking out the orange juice, pouring it in the glass. "Whatever you're going through I'm here to talk." I watched as she ran her hands through her hair.

"Violet listen, where ever Parker is she'll be fine trust me." I told her.

"And how do you know that?" She asked me.

"This my sister we're talking about, she'll never give up without a fight. Especially when she has someone such as you here waiting for her." I told her.

"Alright." She said as a small smile made it's way upon her face. Ryan placed a plate in front of Violet.

"Here's you go Luna as you ordered." Ryan said.

"Thank you Ryan. . .uhm how about you and the others take a three day break." She said.

"Thank you Luna." Ryan said as she took of her apron and leaving the kitchen.

"Today Violet just try to relax, okay." I told her leaving the kitchen.

Violet's POV,

When Camille left the kitchen all I could think about is how in the hell can I "try to relax" when I have so much going through my head.

Parker has be missing for a while and there hasn't been any sigh that she's okay. I ate my breakfast and went to the living room. 

I laid down on the couch and looked at the ceiling. I thought about the dream I had before and why did it feel so real, like. . .she was actually there with me. I grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. 

Suddenly I begin to drift off.

~•~•~•Dreams•~•~•~  

I was here again in this room and she was sitting their on the bed.

"Parker?" I said softly.

"Do you like dreaming me up." She announced.

"It's kinda hard not too, it's hard to get you out of my head." I told her.

"I see. . .come here." She said.

"Why?"