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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—”

him hard enough for a blush

hurt, but he 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 some food, and he ate

back against the

to go as soon as he

to

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

captain of the Persephone. He hadn’t abandoned his ship or his crew when

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towards the group of men seated

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

wrong with him?”

Myla into the jungle. Troy and Robbie didn’t

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

of the men stay here,” Keaton said quickly. “We need to get at least one of the engines running by sundown, tell

me and Myla before running back over to where the crew was congregating, crouching down as he

Keaton walked away, their heads bent in

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

forehead against the tree, “Please,

sprinting through the trees, jumping gracefully over the massive roots that lined the jungle floor as they raced after Duck. I was gripping Myla’s fur

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

finally reached a clearing, stopping to allow the wolves and Duck to drink from the creek. Duck was sniffing frantically, his nose leading him around

They knew to follow Duck,

brush, the landscape changing from dense jungle to a wide,

as we continued on. I was not expecting this. We were past the jungle now. We couldn’t see mountains from our camp

other,

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

to rub the tender

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

my knees, then rose to my

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 made entirely of

to me, reaching out and touching three of her fingers to my forehead, then

at the knees until she touched the

lilt to it as she spoke, “A youth,

passed through the

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

wolves?” she asked,

“Where are they?”

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I will take

her bared teeth. The woman

map. The same symbol on the altar in the