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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—”

rose to her feett, stepping forward and kissing him hard enough for a blush to

water and had to hold him back by the scruff of his neck to stop him from

his head back against the

soon as he

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

absolutely sick over the fact that Myla was leaving on a quest to find

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

his plate down, wiping his mouth on his sleeve as

wrong with him?” he

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

they were,” he began, then righted himself, straightening his shoulders as he nodded at Keaton, “Yes,

need to get at least one of the engines running by sundown, tell

and Myla before running back over to where the crew was congregating,

walked away, their heads

Duck, stroking 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

pressing my forehead against the tree,

through the trees, jumping 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 myself and

still high in the sky as we continued

and Duck to drink from the creek. Duck was sniffing frantically, his nose leading him around

knew to follow Duck, however, and I trusted their judgment in

changing from dense jungle to a wide, open valley

not expecting this. We were past the jungle now. We couldn’t see mountains from

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, and possibly shouldn’t be

knocked out of my lungs as I

snarling filled the air around me as I sat up, reaching to rub the tender bruise forming

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

to my knees, then rose to my full height,

oddly dressed and wore masks that varied in shape and color. A murmur passed around the group, and then someone pushed through, a woman, her face hidden behind a mask made entirely of what looked like

up to me, reaching out and touching three of her fingers to my

low, bending at the knees until she touched the ground. The group followed

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

murmur passed through

from side

asked, and I

“Where are they?”

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I will take you

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

that had been painted all over the map. The same symbol on the altar in the Temple of the White Queens. It was