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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—”

rose to her feett, stepping forward and kissing him hard enough for a blush to

wasn’t 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 it, licking

he said, laying his head back against

to be prepared to go as soon as he

she said, bending down to pet Duck on

nod, noticing the greenish tint to his skin. He was absolutely sick over the fact that Myla was leaving on a quest

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

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the beach towards the group of

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

with him?”

Myla into the jungle. Troy and Robbie didn’t

then righted himself,

of the men stay here,” Keaton said quickly. “We need to

to where

and Keaton walked away, their heads bent in

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 pace, passing the tent and walking a few paces into the jungle, leaning

forehead against the tree, “Please, I can’t lose

the jungle floor as they raced after Duck. I was gripping Myla’s

in the sky as we continued deeper into the jungle,

the wolves and Duck to drink from the creek. Duck was

follow Duck, however,

changing from dense jungle to a wide, open valley of low

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

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 that was new, and

knocked out of my lungs as I hit

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

people 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

didn’t. I got to my knees, then rose to my full height, squaring my shoulders as

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,

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

the knees until she touched

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

murmur passed through the

woman as she tilted from side to side as though sizing

she asked, and I

“Where are they?”

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I will take you

side, drool dripping off her bared teeth. The woman took a step back, reaching

painted all over the map. The same symbol on the altar in the Temple of the White Queens. It was etched into her mask, right