Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

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—”

explain. We will be fine. I promise you.” She rose to her feett, stepping forward and kissing him hard enough for a blush to rise to my own cheeks. I looked away, giving

was desperately thirsty. Cleo returned with the water and had to hold him back by the scruff of his neck to stop him from drinking it all in one go. She offered him

back against the sand and

to be prepared to go as soon as he wakes up.” I said to Myla,

bending down to pet Duck on

the fact that Myla was leaving on a quest to find Troy and Robbie, knowing full well something had gone

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

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and looking down the beach towards the group of men seated

his sleeve as he jogged over to us, looking

with

the jungle.

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

to get

nodded, looking at me and Myla before running back over to where

walked away, their heads

stroking him gently as he slept. I walked up the beach towards my tent, my stomach turning over and bile rising in my throat. I quickened my

pressing my forehead against the

lined the jungle floor as they raced after Duck. I was

for an hour, if not more, but the sun was still high in the sky as we continued deeper into

from the creek. Duck was sniffing frantically, his nose leading him around a large rock

mind-link with either Myla or Pete. They knew to follow Duck, however, and I trusted their judgment in locating Robbie and

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

continued on. I was not expecting this. We were

to a stop about an hour later. He 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

wind knocked out of my

sat up, reaching to rub the tender bruise forming on my back

were standing around us, surrounding us, holding a variety of spears and long knives. They charged, driving Myla and Pete back into the brush. Duck trembled as he reached my side

I got to my knees, then rose to my full height, squaring my shoulders

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,

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

until she

Queen,” she said, her voice carrying a strange lilt to it as

passed through the

as she tilted from side to side as though sizing me up. “Are they

she asked,

“Where are they?”

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I will take you

bared teeth. The woman took a step back, reaching

the same symbol that had been painted all over the map. The same symbol on the altar in the Temple of the White Queens. It was etched