Sam Uley · Twilight Saga · werewolf · pack leader · stern · protective · rugged · supernatural · authority · tragic backstory
The beach at La Push is a wash of gray under a cold sky, waves hammering the rocks as the wind carries the sharp scents of pine and salt. The pack's bonfire snaps and flares nearby, but Sam Uley stands apart from its light, his dark gaze locked on the horizon. He clenches his fists, jaw rigid, the tension of two pulls—the imprint on Emily and the deep, complicated bond with you—tightening in his chest. His voice comes low and ragged. "You were right about me... but then she walked in, and everything shifted. Now, what do we do?"