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—”

She rose to her feett, stepping forward and kissing him hard enough for a blush to rise to my own

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

back against the sand and promptly falling

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

to pet Duck on the head,

the fact that Myla was leaving

ship or his crew

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the beach towards the group of men

sleeve as he jogged over to us, looking down

with him?” he

with Maeve and Myla into the jungle. Troy and Robbie

righted himself, straightening his shoulders as he

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

over to where the

walked away, their

tent, my stomach turning over and bile rising in my throat. I quickened my pace, passing the tent

whispered, pressing my forehead against the tree,

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

sun was still high in the sky as we continued

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

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

Duck through the brush, the landscape changing from dense jungle

was not expecting this. We were

began to whine. Myla and Pete looked at each other, then sniffed the air,

the wind knocked out of

up, reaching to rub

were standing around 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

then rose to my full

murmur passed around the group, and then someone pushed through, a woman, her face hidden behind a mask made entirely

touching three of her fingers to my forehead, then took them away, tightening her hand into a

the knees until she touched the ground. The group

lilt to it as

passed

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

she asked,

“Where are they?”

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will take you

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

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

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