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  1. Ilya knows with a certainty this is not a hit a player gets up from.

    So why, then? Do his eyes watch as Shane’s limbs twitch to life, a wretched gasp wracking through his chest is visible even from under the padded jersey. A conflicting mix of relief and dread bubble up in Ilya as an elbow braces on the ice and Shane’s neck shifts to lift his head. The arm he’s not favouring is held at an angle that suggests he’s hurt. He is facing away, Ilya desperately wishes he could see his face.
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    Shane gets hit badly on the ice and Ilya gets caught between his teeth in the aftermath. A feral hostage negotiation ensues (the league throws Ilya to the Shane wolf and he has to figure it out).

    This has continued into a chaptered fic! Follow along for cottage shenanigans as Ilya has to navigate his relationship with a feral Hollander. Also Yuna and David are there. He misses Shane a lot and is just trying not to fuck it up in the meantime. Worst of all, his time with the Hollander family seems to be unravelling his own understanding of wolves and how packs can function.

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  2. "He saw the corners of Ilya's lips curve up ever so slightly in that infuriating, tiny hint of a smile. “Goodbye, Shane Hollander.”

    Shane could only ogle as Ilya walked away. Fuck. His ass was fat. This was so bad.

    Shane Hollander, star athlete, D1 hockey team captain, campus heartthrob, was being completely undone by a brooding Slavic art major that he would probably crawl on his fucking knees and bark for."

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    Shane is ready for another boring semester where he has to pretend like he cares about anything other than hockey. Until he sits down next to a mysterious Russian art student who also happens to be the hottest guy Shane has ever seen.

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  3. All year Shane had been fighting the desperate creeping desires spreading inside him, hoping they would wither and die in the airless forgotten dark of his dreams and now Rozanov, the only player at camp who might've been better at hockey than Shane, with his newly-long legs and newly-defined abs and his indifferent smirking gaze, was lying (maybe) hard above him, asking wildly inappropriate questions and claiming it was all normal and fine and good? Nonsense. If this was normal, Shane was missing way more social cues in his day-to-day life than he thought.

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    In which Shane and Ilya meet at hockey camp as teens and a bunch of other things also go differently. Not a teen fic tho I promise!

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