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Chapter 46: Granddaughter of Willa

Chapter 46: Granddaughter of Willa

Maeve

“They should’ve been back hours ago.” i exclaimed, turning towards Myla, who was equally as concerned.

“They’re probably fine, Maeve,” Keaton said, but his eyes and posture betrayed him. He was getting nervous too, especially now that the sun was beginning to rise over the water.

“I’m going to go find them. They can’t have gone far,” I said with conviction, raising my hand to cut him off as he opened his mouth to argue.

“I’m going to-“Myla began, but Keaton rounded on her.

“No, neither of you are going anywhere,” he said firmly.

Cleo was watching the exchange nervously, wringing her hands.

“I’m going!” I said again, just as barking sounded from the jungle behind us.

I spun around as the dog, otherwise known as Duck, came sprinting onto the beach, his ears flat against his head and his body trembling with fatigue.

“Goddess!” Myla cried as Duck nearly slammed into us, laying down on his side.

“I’ll go get him some water,” Cleo said hurriedly as she turned and quickly walked away.

I knelt beside Duck, stroking his back.

“What’s wrong?’

“Danger,’ he said, closing his eyes as he panted, his tongue lolling in the sand.

“Where?

*Follow,

“Rest now,’ I said to him, continuing to stroke his fur. I looked over my shoulder in the direction he had come, a chill running up my spine as the jungle seemed to whisper menacingly in the breeze.

“Did he talk to you?” Myla asked, her eyes full of worry.

I nodded, looking up at Keaton. “He said ‘danger.’ He’s exhausted. Something happened out there.”

* Aye, I can see that.” Keaton crossed his arms over his chest, looking from Duck to the Persephone. And then, he looked at Myla.

“I can’t leave the ship with Robbie and Troy gone. I just can’t-”

“I know, I understand why.” Myla said softly, a knowing smile touching her lips.

“The crew, Myla—”

to her feett, stepping forward and kissing him hard enough for a blush to rise to my own cheeks. I looked away, giving them a moment of privacy as I

water and had to hold him back by the scruff of his neck to stop him from drinking

back

soon as he wakes up.” I said to Myla, who nodded

said, bending down to pet Duck on the

tint to his skin. He was absolutely sick over the fact that Myla was leaving on a quest to find Troy and Robbie, knowing full well something had

hadn’t abandoned his ship or his crew when the storm hit. He wasn’t about to, now. He

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down the beach towards the group of men seated around

wiping his mouth on his sleeve as he jogged over to us, looking down at

wrong with

the jungle.

was wondering where they were,” he began, then righted himself, straightening his shoulders

to get at least one of

running back over to where the crew was congregating, crouching down

walked away, their heads bent

rising in my throat. I quickened my pace, passing the tent and walking a few paces into the jungle, leaning

pressing my forehead against the tree,

massive roots that lined the jungle floor as they raced after Duck. I was gripping Myla’s fur for dear life, ducking under the vines and branches lest I accidentally clothesline myself and get thrown

if not more, but the sun was still high in the sky as we continued deeper into the jungle, my ears popping as

a clearing, stopping to allow the wolves and Duck to drink from the creek. Duck was sniffing frantically, his

to follow Duck, however, and I trusted their

the landscape changing from dense jungle to a wide, open valley of low brush and

on. I was not expecting this. We were past the

looked around nervously, then began to whine. Myla and Pete looked at each other, then sniffed the air, whining to alert me to some smell they were picking up on

suddenly reared, tossing me off her back. I gasped, the wind knocked out of my lungs as

reaching to rub the

and long knives. They charged, driving Myla and Pete back into the brush. Duck trembled as he reached my side

to my knees, then rose to my full height, squaring my shoulders as the group

surprise, they did. They were all oddly dressed and wore masks that varied in shape and color. A murmur passed around the group, and then someone pushed through, a woman, her face hidden behind a mask

out and touching three of her fingers to my forehead, then took them away,

knees until she touched the ground.

a strange lilt to it as

passed

friends-” I said, watching the woman as she tilted from side to side as though

wolves?” she asked,

“Where are they?”

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take

at my side, drool dripping off her bared teeth. The woman took a step

all over the map. The same symbol on the altar in the