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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—”

don’t have to explain. We will be fine. I promise 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, giving

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 her hand in

laying his head back against the sand and promptly falling

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

to

Keaton a tight nod, noticing the greenish tint to his skin. He was absolutely sick over the fact that Myla was leaving on a quest to find Troy and Robbie, knowing full

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

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towards the group of men seated around Olly’s cooking fire, plates of fish in their

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

wrong with him?” he

the jungle. Troy

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

need to get at

back over to where the

walked away, their heads bent in

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

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

as they raced after Duck. I was gripping Myla’s fur for dear life, ducking under the vines and branches lest I accidentally clothesline myself and get thrown

still high in the sky as we

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

couldn’t mind-link with either Myla or Pete. They knew to follow Duck, however, and I trusted

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

we continued on. I was not expecting this. We were past the jungle now. We

stop about an 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 was

wind knocked out of my lungs as I hit the ground, hard, handing on a

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

variety of spears and long knives. They charged, driving Myla and Pete back into the brush. Duck

to my full height, squaring my shoulders as

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

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

at the knees until she touched the

White Queen,” she said, her voice carrying a strange lilt to it as she spoke, “A youth, not yet in

murmur passed through

as she tilted from side to side

asked, and I

“Where are they?”

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will take

dripping off her bared teeth. The woman took a step back, reaching up to

same symbol on the altar in the Temple of