Summary:

“Don’t get mixed up with doe eyed omegas Ilya, they bring nothing but trouble, ” the ghost of his father whispers and Ilya flattens himself to the door and feels his jaw twitch. His mother had been a beta, kind and warm, but in contrast Shane burns like the sun and sometimes Ilya wonders if he is simply incapable of taking the intensity, if he is destined for the cold. For years he had tried to keep the distance between them healthy, not risk the lingering aftereffects of too long in his presence but when Shane had hit the ice, Ilya had felt something inside him freeze, something he felt would never thaw if Shane did not come back to him. Not just come back either, come back to him. All his life, Ilya has been pushed to want but only the right things and his heart cannot take the strain of his mind trying to bludgeon it into submission any longer, cannot take hit after hit like stick to puck demanding he should not and cannot desire Shane that way. Cowards tell the truth wrapped in lies and it felt like lies if Shane could not understand a damn word he had said. OR: things go differently after Shane's accident.