Jacob rode his bike, Rabbit, to his destination as the silhouettes of trees blurred by the sides of the road. The guy could have gotten there in his wolf form, of course, but he decided to remember what it was like to expose his face to the icy wind while the powerful engine of his bike, which he had spent several years building, roared furiously beneath him. He remembered how much he used to love riding his bike. It helped him fight the turmoil in his mind. But that was before the wizard came into his life.

Jacob recalled with a nostalgic smile how he met the enchanter. Bella Swan, that damned and ungrateful bitch, infuriated him. He did everything for her, and she betrayed him, choosing that pompous leech Edward. And then, as if answering the boy's plea to stop caring, he stumbled upon someone who would take his place in his heart and mind, freeing him from his anxiety. God, he had been such an idiot to try to resist it. Jacob now understood this as never before. He was now the Alpha of his pack, a mighty wolf to whom others obeyed. And he himself obeyed the one who had given him the chance to become the best version of himself. Not his father, confined to a wheelchair. Not his sisters, who had run away from their responsibilities. Not that creature Bella. But the wizard. His light in the darkness. His Master. His soulmate. And Jacob would always obey him in gratitude for that.

Thoughts of the past ceased as soon as the outline of a small mansion appeared among the trees, nestled comfortably in the forest. Once abandoned, this place had become the subject of urban legends about an old mansion on the outskirts of Forks. But six months ago, it had been purchased and was now a pleasant place. Jacob loved to be there. Why? It was simple: because the wizard now lived there.

Jacob drove onto the grounds around the mansion and parked his bike at the door of the garage attached to the house before turning off the engine and getting off. The werewolf fixed his hair when he looked in the rearview mirror and smiled slightly at his appearance: a leather jacket tailored to his muscular body, covered with a T-shirt, jeans, and boots, and of course, a gold wolf fang medallion. A gift from the wizard, as a reminder to Jacob of how he came to have what he has now. The guy's dark goldenrod eyes flashed with self-confidence, and then, with a confident smile, he walked straight to the front entrance of the mansion.