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—”

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 them a moment of privacy as I checked Duck’s paws for

but he was desperately thirsty. Cleo returned with the water and had to hold him back by the scruff of his neck to stop

his head back against the sand and promptly

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

she said, bending down to pet Duck on the head, cooing

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

his ship or his crew when

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down the beach towards the group of men seated around Olly’s

down, wiping his mouth on his sleeve as he jogged over

with

and Myla into the jungle. Troy and

righted himself, straightening his shoulders

Keaton said quickly. “We need to get at least one of the engines

Myla before running back over to where the crew

away, their heads bent in

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 pace, passing the tent and walking a few paces into the jungle, leaning on a tree for support

I whispered, pressing my forehead against the tree, “Please,

jungle floor as they raced after Duck. I was gripping Myla’s fur for dear life, ducking under the vines and branches

in the sky as we continued deeper into the jungle, my

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

They knew to follow Duck, however, and I trusted their judgment in locating

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

as we continued on. I was not expecting this. We were past the jungle

other, then sniffed the air, whining to alert me to some smell they were picking up on that was new, and

wind knocked out of my lungs as I

snarling filled the air around me as I sat up, reaching to rub the

driving Myla

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

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

fingers to my forehead, then took them away, tightening her hand

at the knees until she touched

White Queen,” she said, her voice carrying a strange lilt to it as she spoke, “A youth, not

passed through

woman as she tilted from side to

she asked, and

“Where are they?”

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take

Myla was growling at my side, drool dripping off her bared teeth. The woman took a step back, reaching up to remove her mask. “I cannot trust your word,

map. The same symbol on the altar in the Temple of