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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—”

fine. I promise you.” She rose to her feett, stepping forward and kissing him hard enough for a blush to rise

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,

laying his head back against the sand and promptly

to be prepared to go as soon as he wakes up.”

to

skin. He was absolutely sick over the fact that Myla was leaving on a quest

ship or his crew when the storm hit. He wasn’t about to, now.

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turning and looking down the beach towards the group of men seated around Olly’s cooking fire, plates of fish in their

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

with

going with Maeve and Myla into the jungle. Troy

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

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

to where the crew was congregating, crouching

and Keaton walked away, their heads bent in inaudible

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

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

Pete were sprinting through the trees, jumping gracefully over the massive roots that lined the jungle floor as they raced after Duck. I

if not more, but the sun was still high in the sky as we

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

knew to follow Duck, however, and I trusted

jungle to a

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

looked at each other, then sniffed the air,

suddenly reared, tossing me off her back. I gasped, the wind knocked out of

snarling filled the air around me as I sat up, reaching to rub the tender bruise forming on my back when I stopped,

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

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

A murmur passed around the group, and then someone pushed through, a woman, her face

three of her fingers to my forehead,

until

she said, her voice carrying a strange lilt to it

passed through

side to side as though sizing me up. “Are

she asked, and I

“Where are they?”

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will take

was growling at my side, drool dripping off her bared teeth. The woman took a

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