Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

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—”

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 looked away, giving them a moment of privacy

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

head back against the sand

he wakes up.” I said to Myla, who nodded

down to pet

gave Keaton a tight nod, 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

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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and looking down 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, looking

with him?” he

and Myla into the jungle. Troy and Robbie didn’t

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

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

to where the

their heads

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

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

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 myself and get thrown

still high in the sky as

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

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

landscape changing from dense jungle to

on. I was not expecting this. We were past the jungle

skidded to a stop about an hour later. He looked around 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,

knocked out of my lungs

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

us, surrounding 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 get me

I didn’t. I got to my knees, then rose to my full height, squaring my

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

fingers to my forehead, then

bending at the knees until

she said, her voice carrying a strange lilt to it as she spoke, “A youth, not yet in

passed through

she tilted from side to side as though sizing me up. “Are they

wolves?” she asked, and

“Where are they?”

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take you

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

the map. The same symbol on the altar in the Temple of the White