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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

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

back

need to be prepared to go as soon as he

said, bending down to pet Duck on the head, cooing

greenish tint to his skin. He was absolutely sick over the fact that Myla was leaving on a quest to find Troy and Robbie, knowing full

ship or his

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the group of men seated around Olly’s cooking

wiping his mouth on his sleeve as he jogged over

wrong with him?” he

with Maeve and Myla into the jungle. Troy

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

need to get at least one of the engines running by

at me and Myla before running back over to where the crew

walked away, their heads bent in inaudible

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 my

against the tree, “Please, I

Duck. I was gripping Myla’s fur for dear life, ducking under

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

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

Pete. They knew to follow Duck, however, and I trusted their judgment

dense jungle

this. We were past the jungle now. We couldn’t see mountains from our camp

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

knocked out of my lungs as I hit the ground, hard,

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

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

rose to my

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

touching three of her fingers to my forehead, then took

the knees until she touched the ground. The group followed

voice carrying a strange lilt to it

murmur passed through the

as she tilted from side to side as though sizing me up. “Are

asked,

“Where are they?”

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take you to

side, drool dripping off her bared teeth. The woman took a step back, reaching up

The same symbol on the