*Tripp POV*
The weekend had been so great up to that point. The point where I shifted for the first time, and tore my best friend apart.
For some reason, I lost track of my days. I thought I had at least one more night before I needed to separate myself from my human friends. Maybe it was alcohol, or the fact that, for the first time in a while, I didn’t have to report home to my sergeant, aka, my father.
After everything went wonky, I ran. I ran until I was so far away from the situation that I really had to figure out where I was. Everything I owned was back at the camp, including my phone.
I knew I couldn’t go back there, because it was swarming with search and rescue. However, I watched from a distance a few times, and not once did I see either of my parents. I saw my coach, Fra
