Page 37 of My Bad Boy Alpha

In the middle of an attack, Maxine hurled a knife in my direction and caught me in the arm.I fell to the ground and yanked the blade from my flesh, the blood oozing out between my fingers.Maxine and Sina hurried over.

Sina pressed her hand to the wound in my upper arm, her eyes glowing and the wound instantly closing.I still wasn’t exactly sure what kind of creature Sina was, but she was more than the average werewolf.

“Thank you,” I said, dusting myself off.“Both of you.”

Maxine smiled softly.“Sorry for your arm.I didn’t mean?—”

“It’s okay,” I finished.“I want to get stronger.”

“I think that’s enough for today,” Sina said.

“Me too.”

“Do you wanna go to the Dead Candle Tavern with us?”Sina asked.

Maxine curled her arm around her best friend’s.“Olenna will be there.”

“Who’s Olenna?”I asked.

Maxine and Sina grinned at each other, and then Maxine turned back to me.“The girl we’re trying to set Carve up with.They were lovers in many, many, many past lives, but they’re enemies in this one.It’s kinda funny and cute.”

“She legit hates him.Carve acts like he hates her too.”Sina giggled.“But he doesn’t.”

“Yeah, Carve has the ability to refresh time,” Maxine said, pulling me down the path toward Durnbone.“Rumor has it—at least, this is what I heard from Xorgor—that Carve has refreshed time over a thousand times to find one life where Olenna doesn’t die.”

My eyes widened.“Holy crap.He can do that?”

“He is the strongest warlock to ever walk in this world,” Sina said, nodding.

“But he acts like a grumpy old man most days,” Maxine said.“Come on.She’s probably waiting for us.”

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“There is no way,” I said, laughing when we stepped into the Dead Candle Tavern.

Olenna was the smallest, cutest, most innocent thing ever.I wanted to just squeeze her until she popped—hello, cute aggression.But I couldn’t even wrap my head around how someone like her would ever be with Carve, who was just as crazy as Stone.

She laughed softly.“What?”

“You like Carve?”

“What?!”Olenna fake gagged.“Who told you that?”

I glanced over at Sina and Maxine, who hid their smiles behind their glasses of ale.Olenna arched a brow at them, a hundred thousand emotions flooding through her system.Then, she finally sipped her drink and shook her head.

“I hate him now, and I will always hate him.”

“Suuuure,” Sina said, cheeks reddening from the alcohol.

“It’s true!”Olenna exclaimed.“He’s a terrible person.”

“He didn’t seemthatbad,” I added.“Except for … his weird obsession with knives.”

“He has literally burned entire towns to the ground, has killed innocent people, and is desperate to make my life a living fucking hell,” she growled.“I have barely seen him throughout the years, but I still feel his eerie presence all around me.”

“Eerie presence?”Maxine asked, sniffing.“Smells like horniness to me.”

“Don’t use your demon abilities on me,” Olenna said.“And it is not horniness.”

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