Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

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—”

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 Duck’s

had to hold him back by the scruff of his neck to stop him from drinking it all in

he said, laying his head back against the sand

need to be prepared to go as soon as he wakes

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

the 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

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

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looking down the beach towards the group of

his plate down, wiping his mouth on his sleeve as he jogged over to us, looking down at

wrong with him?” he

into the jungle. Troy and

he began, then righted himself,

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

before running back over to where the crew was congregating, crouching down as he repeated

away, their

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 pace, passing the tent and walking a few paces into the jungle, leaning on a tree for support

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

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 get

in the sky as we continued deeper

and Duck to drink from the creek. Duck was sniffing frantically, his nose leading him around a large rock face and into the dense brush,

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

followed Duck through the brush, the landscape changing from dense jungle

I was not expecting this. We were past the jungle now. We couldn’t see mountains from our camp on the

looked at each other, then sniffed the air, whining to alert me to some smell they were picking up

wind knocked out of my lungs

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

driving Myla and Pete back into the brush. Duck trembled as he reached my side and

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

murmur passed around the group, and then someone pushed through, a woman, her face hidden behind a mask made entirely of what

and touching three of her fingers to

knees until she touched the ground.

a strange lilt to it as she spoke, “A youth, not

murmur passed through the

I said, watching the woman as she tilted from side to side as

asked,

“Where are they?”

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I will take you