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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—”

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

returned with the 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

laying his head back against the

as soon as he wakes up.” I

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

the fact that Myla

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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towards the group of men seated around Olly’s cooking fire, plates

mouth on his sleeve as he jogged over to us, looking

wrong with

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

himself, straightening his shoulders

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

to where the crew was congregating, crouching down as

their heads bent

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

I whispered, pressing my forehead against the tree,

Duck. I was gripping Myla’s fur for dear life, ducking under the vines and branches lest I accidentally clothesline

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

drink from the creek. Duck was sniffing frantically, his

mind-link with either Myla or Pete. They knew to follow Duck,

through the brush, the landscape changing from dense jungle to a wide, open valley of low

not expecting this. We were past the jungle now.

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

off her back. I gasped, the wind knocked out of my lungs as I hit the ground, hard, handing on a

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

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

rose to my full height,

and to my surprise, they did. They were all 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

reaching out and touching three of her fingers to my forehead, then took them away, tightening her hand

the knees until she

to it as she spoke, “A youth, not

passed

friends-” I said, watching the woman as she tilted from side

she asked, and I

“Where are they?”

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I will take you

dripping off her bared teeth. The woman

saw it, the same symbol that had been painted all over the map. The same symbol on the altar in the Temple of the