Chris wanted to run.

He wanted to shift and run far away from there.

He wanted to run until he passed the border until he didn’t know where he was.

He wanted to run until his legs gave out, until his tendons shredded, until his lungs collapsed, until he was more wolf than Chris.

He wanted to head into the woods until he never came out, until he disappeared and people stopped looking for him, stopped missing him.

He wanted ...