Charlotte POV
After several hours of searching, which would have been quicker if I didn't have to keep stopping to stop Kate from crying again, we found the house that Kate's mum had rented. We walked around looking for an easy way in and to our luck there was an open window that we easily slipped through. We could smell someone cooking sunday roast which meant her mum was at home.
The room that we'd come into was obviously the living room so we walked out of there and found the kitchen down the hallway. We stood in the doorway watching her mother cooking until Kate finally decided to speak
'Mum...' She said quietly, but still loud enough for her mum to hear her
'Kate?' Her mother's voice sounded before she turned around and saw us both, the shock when she saw us was clear in her face and was so much that she dropped the knife she was holding which then hit one of her bare feet and cutting it
The smell of fresh blood was overwhelming and even though I had just hunted I was struggling not to just kill her right then and there
I glanced at Kate and could see she was also struggling like me
Kate's mum was still in shock after seeing her missing child appear before her after several months
My throat was burning from the smell of blood and I knew I wouldn't be able to stay in control for much longer, but no matter how long I managed to not kill her it was obvious that her life was over very soon...
Because Kate had lost control