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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—”

enough for a blush to rise to my own cheeks. I looked away, giving them a moment of privacy as I checked Duck’s paws for

his neck to stop him from drinking it all in one go. She offered

he said, laying his head back against the sand and promptly

soon as he

back,” she said, bending down to

the fact that Myla was leaving on a

He hadn’t abandoned his ship or his crew when the storm hit. He wasn’t about to, now. He

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and looking down the beach towards the group of men seated around Olly’s cooking fire, plates of

his plate down, wiping his mouth on his sleeve as he

with

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

was wondering where they were,” he began, then righted himself, straightening his shoulders as he

here,” Keaton said quickly. “We need to get at least one

nodded, looking at me and Myla before running back over to where the crew was congregating, crouching down as he

their heads bent

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 support

forehead against the tree, “Please, I can’t lose him

they raced after Duck. I was gripping Myla’s fur for dear life, ducking under the

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

creek. Duck was

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

brush, the landscape changing from dense jungle

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

each other, then sniffed the

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

air around me as I sat up, reaching to rub the tender bruise forming on my back when I stopped, fear taking hold of

people 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

rose to my full height,

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

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

until she touched the ground. The group

White Queen,” she said, her voice carrying a strange lilt to it as she spoke, “A youth, not

passed through

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

she asked, and

“Where are they?”

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take you

at my side, drool dripping off her bared teeth. The woman took a step back, reaching up to remove her mask. “I

all over the map. The same symbol on the altar in the Temple