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  1. The problem is that Shane Hollander is an Alpha. No. Okay. No. Technically (by order of magnitude) the problem is that: Shane Hollander is in labor → it is happening in the middle of a game → it should not be happening at all because → Shane Hollander is an Alpha. Everyone's day gets markedly more chaotic when Shane--an Alpha--goes into labor mid- game against New York. It's a good fucking thing the Raiders are playing North Carolina.

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  2. teeth caps by

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    Ilya’s rut arrives whilst him and Shane are at the cottage. They deal with it. Naturally.

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  3. Relationships between two alphas can be...complicated. On the ice, Shane is as alpha as can be. Off the ice, though, that's a different story.

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  4. Ilya Rozanov thinks it's probably best to decline the invitation to the 2017 All-Star Game. It's not swaggering, knothead alpha male bullshit; it's a survival strategy. He doesn't think it'll end well for anyone if he's forced into playing an instinct-driven, blood-pumping sport like ice hockey with Shane Hollander right now, not when Hollander is probably going to bring his new girlfriend to Tampa for the weekend.

    But it's Hollander. It's Shane. So of course Ilya doesn't decline the stupid invitation. And of course the game goes sideways.

    That doesn't mean it doesn't end well.

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  5. Shane felt terrible for asking Troy and Harris last minute to babysit but they really had no other option. or Troy has to reason with a mini Ilya

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  6. Held through the heat by

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    Shane knows something is wrong before the game even ends—his Heat rising fast and uncontrollable. Ilya gets him home just in time, knots him deep, and refuses to let him face it alone. The roar of the crowd faded as Shane Hollander skated off the ice. The ache in his muscles was nothing compared to the heat building beneath his skin. He had been off tonight— missing shots he could normally make with his eyes closed. His movements felt sluggish, unfocused, his body refusing to respond like it usually did. He could feel Ilya’s gaze on him before he even looked up, that intense blue stare sharp and searching. “You alright, Shane?” Ilya asked, skating up beside him. Shane forced a smile, stiff and brittle. “Yeah. Just… off tonight. Bad luck, I guess.” It was a lie, and they both knew it. The Centaurs still won, but the victory felt hollow. As soon as the buzzer sounded, Shane peeled away and headed for the locker room, desperate to escape Ilya’s attention. The noise, the lights, the closeness of too many bodies—it pressed in on him. He showered quickly. Hot water did nothing to ease the burn coiling tighter inside him. By the time he dressed, his hands were shaking. He kept his head down, avoided eye contact, focused on breathing through the growing discomfort. He was already in the passenger seat when Ilya finally appeared, damp hair pushed back, concern on his face. Ilya slid in beside him, the door shutting with a heavy thud. The familiar scent of his cologne filled the car, grounding and overwhelming. “Shane, what the fuck is going on?” Ilya’s voice was low, edged with steel. Shane swallowed hard. The truth spilled out before he could stop it. “I think… I think my Heat is starting soon.” The words hung between them. “Shit,” Ilya breathed. He turned the key, the engine roaring to life. “We need to get you home.” When the first cramp hit, it wasn’t just pain—it was his body pulling inward, desperate, needy, demanding. His cock twitched uselessly in his pants, half-hard and oversensitive, while slick soaked his underwear. “Ilya—” A hand landed on his thigh, warm and steady. “Sweetheart, I’m so sorry. I’m driving as fast as I can.” The heat surged, relentless. Shane shifted, slick gathering where he couldn’t ignore it. Every bump in the road sent spikes of sensation through him. He whimpered, squirming, trying to find a comfortable position. There was none. The pressure built like a tide threatening to drown him. He broke. His hand slid down, rubbing himself through his pants, desperate for any relief. Friction was a small mercy, a brief distraction from the fire inside him. He arched his back, breath ragged. “Ilya… I need you, please.” Ilya didn’t hesitate. The car sped up, the world outside blurring as Shane’s breathing grew shallow. He could feel the heat radiating off him, thick and real. At home, Ilya killed the engine and helped him out of the car. Shane barely made it inside before collapsing against him, burying his face in Ilya’s neck. “Ilya,” he whimpered. “It hurts so bad.” “It’s alright, sweetheart,” Ilya murmured. “I’ll give you what you need.” He scooped Shane up in his arms, carrying him bridal style. Shane clung to him, trembling. Upstairs, he laid him on the bed. Clothes were stripped away quickly, every touch paired with soft kisses and whispered praise. “So beautiful,” Ilya murmured, over and over. He ran a hand through Shane’s hair, fingers tangling in the damp strands, kissing his forehead, cheeks, neck—each touch setting off new heat. Shane moaned, hips bucking. He was already leaking onto the sheets, need pouring out uncontrollably. He reached for Ilya, fingers clawing at his back. Ilya’s fingers brushed lower. He traced Shane’s hip, sending shivers down him. He dipped a finger into Shane’s slick, and Shane gasped. “Fuck,” he breathed. “Sweetheart, you’re leaking so much. This is all for me, isn’t it?” Shane nodded, unable to speak. He reached for Ilya, pulling him closer. He needed him, craved him. Ilya leaned down, kissing him deeply. He pulled back, eyes blazing with desire that matched Shane’s. “Taste yourself, Hollander.” Shane obeyed, coating his fingers with his own slick, bringing them to his mouth, sucking greedily. The taste was intoxicating, a mix of arousal and desperation. He closed his eyes, savoring it. “So fucking good for me,” Ilya rasped. He moved to the bedroom drawer, returning with nipple clamps and a dildo. Shane’s eyes widened, a mix of fear and excitement. He knew

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  7. Breathe onto me by

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    “You can cry when I knot you though, because it will be that good.” Ilya smirks, grinding against him with purpose. Shane groans, keening his neck into the pillow at the mere thought of it. “You’d do that? For me?” A deep hum reverberates between them. “I’d do a lot of things for you, Hollander.” — aka Shane gets his heat early and someone refuses to stay away

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  8. Shane's suppressants fail mid-game and his secret comes out. He's an omega, and not only that, he's been with Ilya Rozanov for a decade and is now bonded permanently. Shane loses his team but gains everything he never let himself want: a public relationship, a baby, and a life that's messy and real and his.

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  9. After years of hiding his dynamic, all Shane wants is to spend a normal heat with his boyfriend, Ilya Rozanov. This proves to be difficult when nobody knows he's secretly mated to his archrival.

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  10. After staying on their best behavior, Shane and Ilya reunite at the All-Star Game in Florida, but Shane has a girlfriend.

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  11. Bottom of the River by

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    Shane is kidnapped so he can be a rich man’s Omega even though he’s already married and mated to Ilya Rozanov.

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  12. She sleeps alone / My heart wants to come home / I wish I was / I wish I was / Beside you or His omega howled sadly in his chest at the thought of his mate being so far from him– never mind that they weren’t officially mated, they had been dancing around each other for the better part of 10 years and both Shane and his omega had grown clingy. And could you blame him? He had just spent another wonderful summer break with Ilya in the cottage, sleeping and fucking in their nest, spending every possible moment together. Of course Shane– and by extension, his omega– grew attached. He was finally allowed to grow attached to Ilya– finally allowed to think of his alpha as his after so long denying that. Suffice it to say that Shane was missing Ilya. Terribly.

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  13. Mouthful by

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    Ilya knots Shane’s mouth. It’s unbearably intimate. Also, Shane’s heat is approaching, and Ilya’s softest, comfiest clothes have gone missing. Shane doesn’t nest, but he may have built a large, incredibly comforting pseudo-nest in his bed. Made entirely of Ilya’s clothes. Ilya🤍: How is throat feeling today? 😈 Shane: 🖕

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  14. Needing You Here by

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    Going home to his summer cottage after the season ends to deal with his heats alone. Somewhere along the way Ilya caught wind of Shane's scent and now has to go see him at the cottage.

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  15. Ilya and Shane are roommates in college. They both try to pretend it doesn’t mean anything when Ilya comes home to Shane randomly nesting in his bed after a few months of barely speaking, but when Shane presents as an omega, they can no longer deny their connection.

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  16. Before ascending the throne, omega Shane Hollander must choose his bethroted, the one with whom he is destined to spend all his springs, but who will also be the father of his children, the one who must leave a mark on his neck. Therefore, it is not a decision to be taken lightly.

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  17. Ilya blinks at him. Once, twice, three times. And then he bursts out laughing. “This- this is not funny, stop laughing at me, you asshole,” but Ilya’s reasonable response to Shane’s freak out had somewhat broken Shane out of his paranoia, and he finds himself smiling. “Sweetheart, sweetheart,” Ilya sits up in bed and leans down so he can take Shane’s face in his hands, shoulders still shaking from laughter. “You are crying because you want my cock so bad. I love you so much.”

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  18. shane goes into heat in the middle of a game

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  19. For as long as Shane can remember, he wanted to play hockey. Nothing will stop him, and since there are no omegas in hockey, no one can know about Shane. Not even Ilya Rozanov, the first alpha who ever manages to get through Shane’s carefully crafted defenses. With a fucking water bottle, of all things.

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  20. "The hotel," Ilya repeated in a flat tone, cupping under Shane's jaw. "What hotel?" "Uh," Shane replied again, because he had no fucking clue. "I just need to not be here." "Hollander," Ilya said firmly, squeezing his chin. Shane melted, just a bit, but he tried to remain determined when he started to look for his shorts. Ilya's hand didn't allow for much movement though, his head unable to turn. "Shane, tell me now. Are you going into heat?" or the one where ilya calling shane by his first name sends him into heat

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