Rowe (Primal, #1)

by Dylan Page

June 29th, 1973

IT LITERALLY TOOK ME TO THE VERY END OF THIS BOOK TO REMEMBER THIS WAS SET IN THE PAST. OH MY GOD.

The camera whirred away, the small polaroid spitting out a cloudy film after a few seconds. I took it and waved it in the air to help it dry quicker.

As someone with a polaroid, I advise you don't do this with the pictures produced.

Though I couldn’t make out details about their features, I knew they were on two legs, though some had bowed forward to rest on their knuckles like… like gorillas.

If this is the love interest, I am quitting right here and now.

Alone with this heaving beast, I stared as it turned, shocked when the moon fell upon its face. It was a man. But… surely not? Yet he had a human face, sans fur, and I realized that the fur on its back was just that; a skinned pelt that he wore to keep warm. But the longer I stared at him, despite how human he actually looked, I quickly picked out the differences between him and me. He was enormous; they all were, standing over seven feet tall. He was bulging with muscles, without a trace of fat on his body.

I take it back ONLY because of the last two sentences. I still feel like this is zoophilia, though.

His brow was the most expressive part of him.

I swear to God, if he has a monobrow...

“I’m ticklish as hell.” “Dickless?” he muttered.

LMAOO

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