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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—”

enough for a blush to rise to my

by the scruff of his neck

he said, laying his head back

soon as he wakes up.”

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

sick over the fact that Myla was leaving on a quest to find Troy and Robbie, knowing full well something had gone

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

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down the beach towards the group of men

his sleeve

wrong with

into the

where they were,” he began, then righted himself, straightening his shoulders as

need to get at

over to where the crew was

and Keaton walked away, their heads bent in inaudible

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

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

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 the vines and branches lest I accidentally clothesline

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

the creek. Duck was sniffing frantically, his nose leading him

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

changing from dense jungle to a

was not expecting this. We were past the

other, then sniffed the air, whining to alert me to some smell they were

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

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

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 and nudged me to

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

dressed and wore masks that varied in shape and color. A murmur passed around the group, and then someone pushed through,

of her fingers to my forehead, then took

until

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

murmur passed through

said, watching the woman as she tilted from side to side as though sizing me up. “Are they with

she asked, and I

“Where are they?”

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I will take you

bared teeth. The

it, the same symbol that had been painted all over the map. The same symbol on