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It's just a boat. The words ddn't ease Deuce's anger as the Shaman stared at the male. "It's just a boat," she mocked. "Well, it belongs to my pack. We keep these boats here and in good condition for emergencies, and we don't want anyone messing with them. Especially not outsiders."
She could feel the anger coursing through her, making her ready for a fight. She tried to calm down, allowing herself to breathe. She moved around the male, between him and the boats, mking it clear she wanted him away from them.
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