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The Cancer pack made most of their income by selling fish and crabs to restaurants and markets, so it was no surprise they had a lot of boats in the harbor. Big ones, small ones, with everything from sailboats to pontoons to jet skis. Dad personally owned a large sailboat that he could take a big group out on the water with, but it required at least two people to manage, and I had a feeling Kaden wouldn't be much help there. Dad had often used me as his crew because I would do the grunt work without complaint, while the rest of the shifters drank wine and ate cheese. But Dad also had a bowrider for when he wanted to speed across the waves, and that was the one I headed for now. As we walked down the dock, I fidgeted with the ignition key I'd grabbed from the house. I hadn’t been allowed t

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