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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—”

I promise you.” She rose to her feett, stepping forward and kissing him hard enough for a blush to rise to my own

water and had 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, and he ate it, licking her hand

back

he wakes up.” I said to Myla,

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

the greenish tint to his skin. He was absolutely sick over the fact that Myla was leaving on a quest to find Troy and

was the captain of the Persephone. He hadn’t abandoned his ship or his crew when the storm hit. He wasn’t about to, now. He just

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out, turning and looking down the beach towards the group of men seated around Olly’s cooking fire, plates of fish in

his sleeve as he jogged over to us, looking

wrong with

Maeve and Myla into the jungle. Troy

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

men stay here,” Keaton said quickly. “We need to get at least one of the engines running by sundown, tell

Myla before running back over to where the crew was congregating, crouching down as he

and Keaton walked away, their heads

rising in my throat. I quickened my pace, passing the tent and walking a few paces into the jungle, leaning on a

against the tree,

after Duck. I was

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

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

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

brush, the landscape changing from dense jungle to

in awe as we continued on. I was not expecting this. We

each other, then sniffed the air, whining to

off her back. I gasped, the wind knocked out

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

surrounding us, holding a variety of spears and long knives. They charged, driving Myla and Pete back into the brush. Duck trembled as

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

and color. A murmur passed around the

fingers to

bending at the knees until she touched the ground. The

carrying a strange lilt to it as she spoke, “A youth, not yet

passed through the

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

she asked, and I

“Where are they?”

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take you

bared teeth. The woman took a step back, reaching up to remove her mask.

symbol on the altar in the Temple of the White Queens. It was etched into her