Dr. Alec Evans' POV:
I have to admit it was a bit of a quiet drive from the doctor's office to my house. My hands were still a bit nervous, as was evident according to the slight shaking I was feeling from the adrenaline that was previously rushing through my veins. The last thing anyone expects to see is a giant head of a massive werewolf staring them down, trying to have a conversation when werewolves don't talk. I was glad when I finally reached home. I pulled into the driveway and parked beside the house where I usually did. I reached over to the passenger seat and grabbed the medical bag.
I then turned back around to my door. I grasped the handle and opened the door of the vehicle. I opened the door and got out and stood up straight and stretched a bit to try to ease the feel
