The werewolf's bite was supposed to be a curse. But Matthew's nights under the full moon are his only escape from the pain of his grief and the empty house where his family used to live. For a few blissful hours, he doesn't have to think or feel. He can just run.

He's never stopped to ask how his wolf feels about being used as his escape.

But he's about to find out.

Because he can run from everything else, but he can't run from the wolf inside.

This short story is 5300 words long. It can also be found in Mortal Creatures, a collection of stories about grief and magic.