Since the day she first tried the transformation serum, even if she hadn't been ready to admit it to herself yet, she'd known there was no going back.
The power and freedom she'd felt roaming the woods, losing herself to instinct...and then the crushing disappointment when she changed back, the return to mundane life.
With each dose, the effect lasted longer. Her most recent excursion had been for several weeks, a blur of running, hunting, and other pleasures. Dragging herself begrudgingly back to society, she learned that she'd unsurprisingly been fired from her job, and that none of her supposed friends or extended family had even filed a missing persons report. The hell with all of them, she wouldn't be missed.
It hadn't even been a day since she changed back when she injected every vial she had left all at once, more than enough to lock herself in wolf form forever. A lump caught in her throat as she trembled with fear and excitement, absorbing the gravity of what she'd done to herself. She raced into the wilderness once more, panting, awash with all the emotions that came from the loss of one life and the start of another...