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    “Happy winner,” Rozanov says, kissing Shane’s hip. “How does it feel? Good, yes? Such a strong alpha.”

    Despite the teasing lilt, a soft, rolling r in strong, Shane can tell that Rozanov is being sincere. He has never gotten the impression that Rozanov uses it as an insult with him—unlike every time he whips it out mid-game to taunt an opponent, or to provoke someone in an interview. Shane blinks down at him, and is reminded of what this is. Of why, in every way, they are implausible.

    Rozanov adds, “What?”

    “You just never call me that,” Shane says. His grip on Rozanov’s shoulder tightens.

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    17 Jun 2026

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    During the earliest days, when the desire was just an urge, Ilya Rozanov tucked his head onto Shane’s lap, cigarette clutched between two fingers to hold it out of Shane’s space. His nose brushed Shane’s hip, eyes closed, as Shane rubbed his thumb over the birthmark on Rozanov’s cheek. Crescented his finger up to the edge of Rozanov’s brow. Thick, curved lashes, a five o’clock shadow. Something thick lodged itself in Shane’s throat at the sight of him.
    Everyone’s had you, Shane almost said. Everyone’s had you but not like this.

    -alphaxalpha in tue most beautiful way

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    Shane is silent for so long that Rozanov leans, slouching against the doorframe, and raises his eyebrows at him expectantly. “Yes? You are selling bibles?”
    “You fucked my girlfriend.” It tears out of him.
    “Ah,” Rozanov drawls, as if the thought is just now occurring to him, “yes. I did.”

     

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    17 Jun 2026

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    “I want you,” Ilya says quietly.

    -sex scene made me bawl my eyes out, Ilyas devotion was TANGIBLE.
    2026 fav!

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    Being a beta has always meant safety for Shane Hollander. No expectations, no instincts, no distractions from hockey.

    Unfortunately, he meets Ilya Rozanov.

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    17 Jun 2026

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    “What are you asking?” he manages.
    Ilya holds his gaze. Steady. He moves closer, but doesn’t crowd him. Like he’s waiting for permission.
    “To be allowed to mean something,” he says. “If you want me to.”

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    “Oh shit.”

    Shane looked up, turned his head to where J.J. was sat across the aisle. The blue glow of his phone lit up the too-wide whites of his eyes staring down intently at whatever was on his screen. Shane’s stomach lurched again, anticipating a sudden stop his body hadn’t quite caught up to yet.

    “The Centaurs’ plane crashed in Tampa.”

    There was a moment where everything was still moving, where Shane and the world were still spinning at the same speed they both always had, and then it all came crashing down. Shane wasn’t sure whether it was him that had stopped, or the world around him, but either way, in a matter of seconds the distance between himself and the bus he had only a moment ago been sitting in became staggeringly, dizzyingly vast.

     

    The Centaur's emergency landing plays out a little bit worse, and Shane is left with the harsh reality of the cost of loving Ilya in secret.

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    17 Jun 2026

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    I will spend a lifetime mourning you, he thought. And I still will never come close to grieving the true weight of your loss.

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    So Shane Hollander is, how do you say in English, a dirty little thief. A clothing thief, to be precise. Ilya can't say he saw that coming, but he also can't pretend he's all that mad about it.

    His shirt looks good on his Shane. On Shane. On Hollander.

    Right. His shirt looks good on Hollander.

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    17 Jun 2026

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    That’s as far as he gets because a second later, Ilya’s kissing him. There’s no hesitation in it, nothing but passion and force and this kind of—Shane doesn’t know, can’t name it but can feel it. Feels it, too. This—it’s like anger, what Ilya kisses him with. And desperation. Like, where have you been? I’ve been needing you.