A second later and I’d have been squashed flat. I had to get out.
“Jakub!” I cried again, trying to locate him in the commotion.
“Mommy!”
I whipped around at the answering cry just as Levi shouldered his way through the crowd, shoving our son into my arms.
“Let’s go,” he said, reaching out to gather us up in his arms.
He never made it.
Two shifters tackled him to the ground.
“Levi!” I shrieked as fists rose and fell. Retreating into the lee of the statue, I held Jakub fiercely to my side, forcing myself to ignore his terrified sobs as everything descended into a wild, uncontrollable melee.
Men and women exploded outward as ruby-red dragon wings snapped out to their widest point, flinging people free.
“Sarah, now!” Levi shouted as he emerged from the fracas. “We’re going!”
I flung myself at him, using two arms to hold onto Jakub, forcing myself to trust that Levi would hold me tight.
Biceps like corded steel closed around me, and we lifted into the air with a violent downsweep of his wings.
“Eyes up here, baby,” I said to Jakub as he stopped crying long enough to look around. “Look, the sky!”
Craning his head, he took in the vast, open expanse of the sky as we rose high above the orgy of violence.
“Wow, we’re flying, Mommy! Wheeeee!”
Glad for the distraction, I forced myself to laugh and join in his excitement with a “Whee” of my own.
Levi, for his part, was silent as we made it back to the roof of his condo without further interruption. As soon as we landed, however, he took me by the shoulders.
“Are you okay? Are you hurt? What about Jakub?” He crouched down. “Are you okay? Does anything hurt?”
“I’m good! That was so cool! You had wings, and we flew! Can we do it again?” Jakub turned his eyes to me, pleading. “Can I?”
“Not today, little buddy,” I said. “But maybe tomorrow?”
I looked questioningly at Levi. The last thing I wanted to do was even think about letting Jakub out of my sight after what we’d just been through. I wanted to hold on tight and never let go, never put him in danger again.
Only I knew that was impossible. I had to let him spread his wings.
I snorted.
“What?” Levi asked.
“Nothing,” I said, waving it off, not wanting to explain my internal thought monologue to him and my choice of mental metaphors. “Is that okay with you, though?”
Levi shrugged. “Sure, we can do that, Jake. Tomorrow, though, okay? For now, let’s go inside.”
After we went inside, Jake went off to the bathroom. While I waited for the call for help, I beckoned Levi closer with a finger. I didn’t want to risk yelling.
But he was already on his way.
“What the hell were you doing out there?” he hissed before I could get a word out.
I reared back. “Me? Why wereyouthere?” I fired back. “What wereyoudoing?”