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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—”

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

the scruff of his neck to stop him

he said, laying his head back against the sand and

soon as he

to pet Duck on

over the fact that Myla was leaving on a quest to find Troy and Robbie, knowing full well something had gone

abandoned his ship or his crew when the storm

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looking down the beach towards the group of men seated around

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

with him?” he

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

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

quickly. “We need to get at least one of the engines running by sundown, tell

to where the crew was congregating, crouching down as he

away, their

he slept. I walked up the beach towards my tent, my stomach turning over and bile rising in my throat. I quickened my pace, passing the

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

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

for an hour, if not more, but the sun was still high in the sky as we continued deeper into the jungle, my ears popping as

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

Myla or Pete. They knew to follow Duck, however, and I trusted

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

continued on. I was not expecting this. We were past

stop about an hour later. He looked around nervously, then began to whine. Myla and Pete looked at each other, then sniffed the air, whining

knocked out of my lungs as I

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

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

got to my knees, then rose to my full height, squaring my

in shape and color. A murmur passed around the group, and then someone pushed through, a woman, her face hidden

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

knees until she touched the

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

passed through the

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

she asked, and I

“Where are they?”

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take you to

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

same symbol on the altar in