Welcome Home

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Violet's POV,

"Welcome home, Parker." I said under my breath.

Looking through a two-way mirror, Parker was sitting in the corner of the room with her head down.

Camille gave her food but she refused to eat it. Camille thought putting her in here would be good for her.

She may not see me but she can sense that I'm here.

"She's in shame mode." A voice said behind me.

Looking behind me it was Elijah. "I see."

"Has she eaten anything." He asks me.

"No, not a thing." I said.

"Well she about to." Camille voice ranged.

Me and Elijah looked her way. She was carrying a pretty big bag and Scarlet who was following her was holding another bag.

"What's in the bags?" Elijah and I said unison.

"Released she's not eating non of her favorite cooked foods so imma see if she'll eat her favorite raw foods." Camille said.

Looking through the glass, I watched as Parker shifted into her wolf state. If I'm mistaken her size isn't like before.

"It seems like she's gotten bigger." Elijah said.

"You see it too." I said.

"Yea. She's the same size as her father, she gained another alpha trait." Elijah said.

We watched as Camille and Scarlet entered the room. They opened the bags and left the room, once they were out Parker went to ear

"So with the primal diet, she'll break out of it?" I said.

"Of course. This happened before, all we had to do was feed her raw until she's gets tired of it. The thing with eating raw it's like a fighting diet. The more we consume the more animal we become which helps if there's a pack fight coming." Camille said.

"So really, since she's not fighting and stuff, there will be no point in eating raw cause you're gaining strength and letting it go to waste." Scarlet told me.

"What about human killing and own kind?" Elijah adds.

"Humans are full of richness and drives a lycan in wanting to more. Main parts mostly wanted are the muscles meats. And the heart is holds the most riches taste." Camille said.

"And the attacking and killing of own kind is a hellhound trait. Werewolves and hellhounds never crosses each others paths; if so it wouldn't end very well." Scarlet said.

"Before you know it she'll be back to normal. Doing what she's best at." Elijah said.

"Could I go inside?" I asked as I got up.

"Yeah, sure you can." Camille said and handed me some keys. "Don't let her get the key, for all we know she can lock you in there. She did it to our parent before."

"Thanks and I'll keep that in mind." I said grabbing the keys and going to the door.

Putting the key and turning it. I look at the door window to see her fixed on me. She knows someone is coming in but don't know who. Unlocking the door I opened it slowly and stepped in. Taking the keys out and putting them in my pocket I close the door behind me.

She didn't move but only watched. I went to the the other side of the room and sat down on the couch that was in here. She then shook her head and went back to getting.

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