I turn my focus onto the kids, forcing the pretty beta out of my mind, even though her mini-me of a daughter with the same flashing eyes stares up at me as I speak with a mix of nerves and fire.
Those two are trouble.
Chapter Three
Moira
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ICAN'T STOP OBSESSINGover the damn bastard teaching my daughter the entire day. The only positive that comes out of it is I rage clean and organize my new studio, muttering under my breath about assholes the entire time.
I've stayed away from people like him for a long time, having learned my lesson at a young age that there's only heartbreak and pain lying down that path. What the hell is he doing as a kindergarten teacher anyway? He's way too dominant and stern for that to make sense.
Unfortunately the principal didn't seem to care that I’m uncomfortable with him teaching my daughter, yet another alpha treating me like a useless beta.
Maybe this town isn't quite the fresh start I'd hoped. Not that any of the places I've lived before now have been any better, but I'd had higher hopes for our new home.
Loneliness washes over me as I organize my paints by color, missing the usual chatter of Lexie filling the space.
I need to get out of here, take a break and get my head on straight before I need to go pick her up. There's only a couple hours left before school lets out, and I want to make sure she can't scent any of my frustrations.
Hopefully there's a yoga class somewhere around here I can join to help me combat my frustrations with her teacher. Lexie is an incredibly sensitive kid when it comes to my moods and the changes it causes in my scent.
I remind myself this is what's best for her, starting a real life with a real home and real friends she can keep without having to upend her life every few months.
They’re not coming after us. I used to hope for it, but those wishes were dashed quickly. Now it's something I'm terrified of, but I've been careful to cover our trail, so even if they decide to come for the child they didn't want or the worthless beta they called me, they shouldn't be able to find us.
There's no way I'm going to let those dicks ruin our fresh start.
If I have to, I'll make a bigger fuss at the school until they switch out her class if Bouchard does anything to treat her differently from the other kids. Otherwise, I'll just avoid him and pretend he doesn't exist on the few times we should end up thrown together.
After locking up my studio, I head out into the town, deciding to spend the next couple hours until I pick up Lexie wandering the place and getting a feel for it. I haven't really met many people yet, and I should really get to know the other business owners near me, to look for different partnership opportunities.
I've got flyers to pass out about my grand opening too.
With my focus on work, there's no more time for me to obsess over the landlord asshole teaching my daughter.