Going Wild (The Wild Ones 2)

Killian nails five hits on Heath’s right so fast that Heath almost topples over, looking breathless and exhausted.

“He’s just one guy! You two can take him!” Krysta shouts from her upside-down position toward Jared and Eric as they struggle to get close enough to Benson to even hit him.

“He’s one awesome guy,” Lilah counters with her eyes narrowed.

Krysta grins around another mouthful of popcorn, riling Lilah up.

“Uh-oh. They’ve got the song on repeat,” Nila says more seriously when the battle song starts back over.

Shit.

“You know what that means,” Krysta says in a singsong voice as she swings her body up then drops to the same thick branch where Nila is sitting and sits down beside her.

Her eyes are sparkling with amusement as Lilah and I both curse.

Krysta makes a clawed hand then does a very realistic cat-fight cry. Her family and their animal sounds are super creepy good.

Hale is getting slammed against a tree as he fights to stay on Dad’s back, unable to really bring him down or do anything else. Dad can’t get the leech off him.

Killian is wrenching Heath’s arm behind his back and demanding he say uncle. Benson finally takes a hit, and Lilah grimaces while looking away.

Liam is shoving Jason’s face in a patch of mud, bringing his head up long enough to let him breathe, then shoving it in again as he sits on his back. Jason finally manages to toss him off, and Liam darts to his feet, grinning as he charges the beast again.

“Fine. Let’s do this before they start enjoying themselves too much,” I groan as I pull my boots off and put them to the side.

Lilah smirks at me. “It’s been a while, Kylie Malone, and I’ve wanted to do this since you helped kidnap me for Aunt Penny’s evil plan.”

“You’re happily married,” I remind her warily.

“True. But that’s not the point,” she says, backing up as her eyes light up with mischief.

“If you pull my hair, I will pull yours back,” I warn her.

“Touch my nipples, and I’ll pull your eyebrows,” she threatens as she continues walking backwards, her eyes not leaving mine.

“And this is why most of us will die single,” I hear Nila sighing.

Lilah and I stare at each other for a minute, her smile growing like mine. Without waiting any longer, I charge her.

Krysta’s wildcat battle cry announces our arrival before I even crash into my best friend.

Chapter 28

Wild Ones Tip #345

We assume there’s really more than one rule to Fight Club, but no one is ever allowed to talk about the rest. So we just simply made up our own rules from there.

LIAM

Jason and I are both fighting a laugh for no other reason than the fact this is weirdly fun. Their crazy really is contagious, and I’ve been infected.

I barely glimpse Kylie on the sidelines, but it distracts me enough for Jason to get a cheap shot in. I retaliate, taking him down once more, and we roll around like two idiots.

“Ever seen a cow eat grass?” Jason snaps as we do a shit job at wrestling.

“That really makes no—” My words end on an embarrassing yelp when the freak does something to my knee, squeezing it in a way that feels painful and ticklish and so wrong all at once.

My elbow catches him in the face, and he grunts before falling to the side. Leaping to my feet, I grab one of his feet and try to start dragging him. Making very little progress with the beast squirming, I start running in a circle in hopes of making him dizzy, using his leg like a handle on a merry-go-round.

“What the hell are you doing?” he snaps, as George and Hale waddle by us, Hale still strapped to his back like a relentless clinger.

Some weird cat cry echoes through the makeshift war-zone, and we all stop as if startled into stillness. My eyes widen, and I drop Jason’s foot as Kylie crashes into Lilah, taking her down like a meek little football player.

Benson curses when he crashes to the ground at my feet, rubbing his jaw. I’m momentarily distracted when he kicks a foot up, catching Jared in the ribs and sending him toppling backwards as Kylie starts running through with bare feet and a shrill scream.

“Lilah Vincent, don’t you dare!” she shouts, just before Lilah launches herself, taking Kylie back to the ground.

Our fight gets put on pause as we watch the…ridiculous girl fight.

“Cheater!” Kylie snaps, cupping each of her breasts as she stares at Lilah in horror.

Lilah just grins, wiping her long hair out of her face.

“Just for that, I hope that litter of kids does stretch your vagina so much that Benson has to spin circles just to feel you!” Kylie shouts, then grabs Lilah’s…eyebrows?

Lilah screeches and bats her hands away.

I take a seat, because this is far more entertaining than fighting with Jason. Speaking of Jason, he returns with a beer and hands it to me, like he’s been anticipating his show.