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Who was calling him?
His mother?
He couldn’t recall the details of her face. He just knew that she was beautiful. A woman.
Like Divina.
Andros…
Who was his sire? He never knew. He had no recollection.
Gods! His lungs were burning. He felt like suffocating. Why couldn’t he wake up?
Andros…
Divina.
She was calling him.
He focused on the faint echo of her voice and swam, paddling through the water the way he would gallop on solid ground.
Finally, he broke surface with a gasping breath, rearing on his hind legs, back arched, head thrown back.
“Heavenly gods!” Divina exclaimed, just a couple feet away.
“You’re a centaur!”
