I was seven floors high off the ground and now falling freely through the air. I would survive this as long as I shifted, but I don’t know how hurt I would be from the impact. I was going to have broken bones for sure. I tried to see if I could see anyone or catch a scent to let me know who pushed me. But there was nothing, and I was getting closer to the ground. I had to shift now if I wanted to be fully shifted before hitting the ground.

Arms wrapped around me, gripping me tightly as their ...