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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—”

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 them a moment of privacy as I checked Duck’s paws

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 from drinking it all in one

head back against the

need to be prepared to go as soon as he wakes

can ride on my back,” she said, bending down to pet

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 well something

abandoned his ship or his crew when the storm

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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

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

with

with Maeve and Myla into the jungle.

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

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

to where the crew was congregating, crouching

their heads bent

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 pace, passing the tent and walking a few paces into the jungle, leaning on a tree for

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

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

running for an hour, if not more, but the sun was still high in the sky as we continued deeper into the jungle, my ears popping as we climbed

Duck to drink from the creek. Duck was sniffing frantically, his nose leading

to follow Duck, however, and

from dense jungle to a wide, open valley

continued on. I was not expecting this. We were

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 new, and possibly shouldn’t be

suddenly reared, tossing me off her back. I gasped, the wind knocked out of my lungs as I hit the ground, hard, handing

rub the tender bruise forming on my back when I stopped,

Myla and Pete back into the brush. Duck trembled as he reached my side and nudged me to get

I got to my knees, then rose to my full height, squaring my shoulders as the group

color. A murmur passed around the group, and then

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

bowed low, bending at the knees until she touched

said, her voice carrying a strange lilt to it as she spoke, “A youth,

murmur passed

said, watching the woman as she tilted from side to side as though

asked,

“Where are they?”

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take you to

bared teeth. The woman took a step back,

it, the same symbol that had been painted all over the map. The same symbol on the altar in the Temple of the White Queens.