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—”

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

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,

head back against the sand and promptly falling

as he wakes up.” I

said, bending down to pet Duck on the head, cooing as she did

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

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

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the beach towards the group of men seated around

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

with him?”

going with Maeve and Myla into the jungle. Troy

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

quickly. “We need to get at

before running back over to where the crew was congregating,

away, their heads bent in

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

pressing my forehead against the tree, “Please, I

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

in the sky as we continued deeper into the jungle, my ears popping as we

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

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

changing from dense jungle to

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

Pete looked at each other, then sniffed the air, whining to alert me to some smell they were picking up

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

reaching to rub the tender bruise forming on

Myla and Pete back into

got to my knees, then rose to my full

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

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

at the knees until she touched the ground. The

to it as she

murmur passed through

from side to side as

asked, and

“Where are they?”

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I will take you

quickly, forcefully. Myla was growling at my side, drool dripping off her bared teeth. The

had been painted all over the map. The same symbol on the altar in

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