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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—”

kissing him hard enough for a blush to rise to my own cheeks. I looked away, giving them a moment of

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

his head back against the sand

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

down to pet Duck on the head, cooing as

tint to his skin. He was absolutely sick over the fact that Myla was

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

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plate down, wiping his mouth on his sleeve as he

with

Myla into the jungle.

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

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

me and Myla before running back over to where

walked away, their

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

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

jumping gracefully over the massive roots that lined the jungle floor as they raced after Duck. I was gripping

was still high in the

wolves and Duck to drink from the creek. Duck was sniffing frantically, his nose leading him around a large rock face

to follow Duck, however, and I

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

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

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 on that

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

to rub the tender bruise forming on my back when

holding a variety of spears and long knives. They charged, driving Myla and Pete back

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

murmur passed around the

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

knees until she touched the ground. The

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 side

asked, and I

“Where are they?”

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will take

bared teeth. The woman took a step back,

I saw it, the same symbol that had been painted all over the map. The same symbol on the