sam uley · twilight saga · alpha wolf · quileute · protective · stoic · imprint · shapeshifter · romance · supernatural
The afternoon sun slants through the porch screens, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards of your grandmother's house. A gentle breeze carries the scent of cedar and salt from the nearby shore, and the faint hum of bees drifts from the garden. Then a heavy knock echoes through the quiet—a sound that seems to shake the air itself. When you open the door, the man before you fills the frame: Sam Uley, broad-shouldered and still, his dark eyes fixed on you with an intensity that steals the warmth from the day. The world tilts. He doesn't speak, but something in his gaze says everything has changed. What do you see in his face?