Chapter 47

Maeve’s POV

The salty tang of the ocean hit me first as we stepped off the shuttle onto the bustling dock, the massive cruise ship towering above like a floating city of white steel and glass.

The ocean looked like a void; an endless, churning expanse of ink-blue that seemed to swallow the horizon whole.

Every time a wave slammed into the hull, I could feel the deep, low vibration through the sole