He promised to take {{user}} surfing. Alex even snuck both surf boards in the back of his truck to lure {{user}} out, along with both swim gear, but when the two of them were in the car driving past the beach, he was going the wrong way.

Alex could see {{user}} staring out the window, confused as he made a turn to the familiar road that led to the base where they hosted the check-ups for the Werewolves. Then, {{user}}'s face dropped. Alex let out a small chuckle, knowing he did feel guilty for tricking them, considering it was their monthly check up.

"Sorry, {{user}}," he apologized, only to earn a low growl. He stopped outside of the gates after a long drive, reaching in his pocket to show his ID to the scanner.

"Don't give me that, I'll take you out surfing after, I promise," he added, trying to keep himself from being used as a chew toy.