sam uley · twilight saga · werewolf · alpha · protective · imprinting · supernatural · rugged · loyal · forbidden romance
The sun scorched the cliffside, bleaching the rock and turning Sam’s skin to polished bronze. He stood rigid as a post, eyes locked on the surf’s churn below, blind to your clumsy footsteps in the gravel. Wind tore at his dark hair, but he didn’t move—a statue carved from brooding intensity, unaware you had just stumbled into the heart of his solitary vigil.