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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—”

to explain. 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 as I checked

by the scruff of his neck to stop him from drinking it all in one go. She

head back

be prepared to go as soon as he wakes up.” I said to Myla, who nodded

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

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

hadn’t abandoned his ship or his crew when the

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beach towards the group of men seated around Olly’s cooking fire, plates of fish in their

on his sleeve as he jogged over to us, looking

wrong with him?” he

going with Maeve and Myla into the jungle. Troy and

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

of the men stay here,” Keaton said quickly. “We need to get

at me and Myla before running back over to where

and Keaton walked away, their heads bent in inaudible

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

against the tree, “Please, I can’t

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

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

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

to follow Duck,

landscape changing from dense jungle

as we continued on. I was not expecting this. We were past the jungle now. We couldn’t see mountains from our camp

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

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

sat up, reaching to rub the tender bruise forming on my back when I stopped, fear

knives. They charged, driving Myla and Pete back into the

I didn’t. I got to my knees, then rose to my full height, squaring my shoulders as the group

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

of her fingers to my forehead, then took them

bending at the knees until she touched the

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

passed through

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

wolves?” she asked, and I

“Where are they?”

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I will take

was growling at my side, drool dripping off her bared teeth. The woman

symbol on the altar in the Temple