the human luna

Cathy pov My name is Cataleya Jones, and it is two weeks before my fifteenth birthday, and my parents told me we will be moving to St. James. "Your father has gotten a new job he has to start on Monday," said my mother. "But mom, what about me, school, my friends?" I said to my mother. " My father Andrew Jones is a lawyer, and he always tells me and my mother he is looking to start working with a new client, but that means we will have to move if the contract is signed. "But baby girl, you will love it there, new school new friends, plus you can do a little evening job to start earning a little money for yourself who to tell," said my father. "But dad, I love it here in Kingston. This is where my life is, " I said to my parents. "I have also gotten a job at the clinic at the same location as one of three doctors who will be working there," said my mother, "remember I always told you that family is important just as your job. It does make any sense your inability, good job, and your taking care of your family financially. Your family will and always want to spend some emotional time together as well. It's not always about earning but the quality time spent together as a family. This is what we want to teach you. we also want to teach how to be responsible and not always depend on others." After all, this is where my life is, but I do trust my parents. They have always taken good care of me. They always give me what I want most of the time. other times, my mom would say, " Girl, you will have to earn what you want because money doesn't grow on a tree." I always smile when she says that. We will be packing our things today, seeing as it is Friday and the start of the weekend. My parents would like to reach our new home by Saturday evening where we can rest on Sunday to start on Monday. I will be starting a new school, which means new friends, a new environment and the whole work. (fast forward to Saturday) We woke up just as the trucks pulled up at our gate. We loaded up all our things in the trucks because this will be a three-hour trip if not more depending on how often we had to stop for gas, snacks, and bathroom breaks. My parents always act like teenagers whenever we go on road trips. I always watch my parents how in love they are with each other after seventeen years of marriage. I always envy my parents, I even tell myself that I need a man to love me the way my father loves my mother. When we reached our new home, I was wondering if we were at the right place. We reach this monstrous wall and a huge gate. Three guards at the gate look like they work out every day the way they are huge and bulky. I think to myself, this is how bodybuilders look. One of the guards came up to us and asked my father "sir can we help you?" "Yes, I'm the new lawyer for Mr. Black, " said my father. "Are you Mr. Jones?" asks the guard whose name is James. " Yes," said my father. "Go ahead, sir Mr. Black is expecting you, " said James. We drove for another 10 to 15 minutes, where we saw palm trees on both sides of the road, and on the far left, the is a forest. I wonder to myself why they are a forest and if any wild animals are living there. On our right, there is a farm plus a few chickens, goats, and some cows. There is also a section where I see people fighting each other. There are also a few houses and apartments, and a play area for children. When we got to the house, I told myself this was not a house. This is a mansion it is so beautiful with white marble stones and sandstone pavement. When we reached the door, we were met by three people. A man, a woman, and a young man no more than sixteen or seventeen. The man greeted us and said, "Welcome, Mr. and Mrs. Jones, it's an honor to finally meet you." Cathy pov When we got out of the car we saw three people at the door a man and a woman and a young man he could not be any more than seventeen or eighteen. He was cute with his light brown eyes, jet-black hair, and muscular body. He looks just like the man he is standing behind, with the exception that the man's eyes are gray. "Welcome, Mr. and Mrs. Jones, it's good to have you," said the man. " I am Daniel Black, and this beautiful woman standing beside me is my wife Sandra, and this is my son Anthony." We each took turns shaking our hands, but his son kept looking at me as if he wanted to say something but didn't. "Come, let's go into my office where we can talk, after which you and your family can get settled," said Daniel. We all follow him to his office. While in his office, I noticed that his wife stood behind him, and his son stood over by the couch. Half of the wall was full of shelves filled with books of all types and sizes. You could say this is a very classy date office with black marble floor tiles and black and white couches, white chairs, black and white desks, and the walls were soft grey. "Mr. Jones... "Please call me Andrew," my father said. cutting him. "OK, Andrew. I want to talk to you about the living arrangement. I am giving you a choice. You can live here or you can choose one other house on the land to live in." Daniel said. " It's up to you and your family where you choose." " Can we get one of the houses, please, not to be rude, but we love our privacy, and we like to keep it that way," said my mother. "OK, that can be arranged," he said. "Sandra, can you and Anthony show the Jones where their house will be." "Sure," said Sandra. Catherine pov Cathy and I followed Sandra out to our new house while Andrew stayed back to talk with the alpha. After all these years of talking to our daughter about the supernatural world, how do we tell her that we are now living among them? What do we tell her? I thought to myself. I also noticed how their son Andrew keeps looking at Cathy, and I know that look. "Here you go. This is it, " she said. Stopping in front of a blue and white two-story house. It has a garden and a lawn, but for the first time, I noticed we did not walk far to get to the house. We were just behind the pack house. Oh my goodness, this is the guest house I said to myself. This guest house has five bedrooms, five and a half bathrooms, a kitchen, a dining room, a living space, a game room, and a movie room. This is one big ass house. "I will show you around your new house if you want," she said. Sandra opened the door for us, and both of us walked in. My daughter was in awe when she saw the beauty of the place. Inside were a lot of blues and white. Cathy pov When mom and I walked out of Daniel's office. I noticed we just walked behind the mansion, and I was looking upon this two-story house, blue and white house. When Sandra opened the door for us, I was in awe at how beautiful the inside of the house was with the different shades of blue and white. And the kitchen, oh, it's a delight, I am going to spend a lot of time here learning how to cook new dishes. I also noticed how Anthony was constantly looking at me, but I would have to ask him about that at another time. After Sandra showed us around and gave us the key to the house, she left with her son. Dad came in ten minutes after with four hulk-like men and five women to help us move our things inside. He said, "Mr. Black, send these folks to help us out with putting the things inside." "Dad, why is Mr. Black being so nice? You are already a lawyer. Now he is giving you a house for you and your family. Dad, this is just too much, " I said. I know my parents are hiding something from me, and I know they will tell me when they are ready, but I hope it won't take too long for them to tell me. I know they love me and want the best for me, but I hate when they keep things from me. I also know that it is for my good. Anthony said he wanted to talk to me, but not right now. He said when I get settled, he will talk to me. (flashback) "What is your name?" Anthony asked. "Cataleya," I answered. "Beautiful name for a beautiful girl," he said. Oh my goodness, I can't believe that I just blushed when he told me that, and I smiled at him, and he smiled back at me. "I would like to talk to you more and show you around if you like," he said to me. "Sure," I said. (end flashback) "We will talk after they finish helping us with our stuff," dad said. It took less time to put things inside the house with all the help given.