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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—”

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,

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

laying his head back

as he wakes up.” I said to

can ride on my back,” she said, bending down to pet Duck on the head, cooing as

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

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

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He called out, turning and looking down the beach towards the group of men seated around Olly’s cooking fire, plates of

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

wrong with him?”

Maeve and Myla into the

were,” he began, then righted himself, straightening his shoulders as he nodded at

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

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

away, their

sat next to Duck, 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

against the tree,

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

the sun was still high in the sky as we continued deeper into the jungle, my

Duck was sniffing frantically, his

Myla or Pete. They knew to follow Duck, however, and

followed Duck through the brush, the landscape changing from dense jungle to a wide, open

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

other, then sniffed the air, whining to alert me to some smell they were picking

the wind knocked out of my lungs as I hit the ground,

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

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 and nudged

got to my knees, then rose to

A murmur passed around the group, and then someone pushed through, a woman, her face hidden behind a mask made entirely

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

knees until she touched the ground. The group

a strange lilt to it as she spoke, “A youth, not yet

murmur passed through

tilted from side to side as though sizing me up.

wolves?” she asked, and

“Where are they?”

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I will take

forcefully. Myla was growling at my side, drool dripping off her bared teeth. 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 into her mask,