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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—”

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

with the water and had to hold him back by the scruff of his neck to stop him from drinking it

head back against the sand and

as he wakes up.” I said

back,” she said, bending down to pet Duck on the head, cooing

the fact that Myla was leaving

or his crew when the storm

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

his mouth on his sleeve as he jogged over

with him?”

going with Maeve and Myla into the jungle. Troy

righted himself, straightening his shoulders as he nodded at Keaton,

need to get at least one of the engines

to where the

and Keaton walked away, their heads bent in

bile rising in my throat. I quickened my pace, passing the tent and walking a

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

Duck. I was gripping Myla’s fur for dear life, ducking under the vines and branches lest

running for an hour, if not more, but the sun was still high in the sky as we continued deeper

a 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

Myla or Pete. They knew to follow Duck, however, and I trusted their judgment in

from dense jungle to a wide, open

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

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 possibly shouldn’t

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

snarling filled the air around me as I sat up, reaching to rub the

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

got to my knees, then rose to my

my surprise, they did. They 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, her face hidden behind a mask made entirely of what looked

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

knees until she touched the ground. The group

her voice carrying a strange lilt to

passed through

watching the woman as she tilted from side to

asked, and

“Where are they?”

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will take you to

side, drool dripping off her bared teeth. The woman took

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