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    A hit during a game knocks Shane's suppressant patch free, and Ilya escorts him off the ice, secret relationship be damned.

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    "…Shane Hollander appears to have just broken through his suppressant patch, or possibly that hit knocked it off. Folks, you won't believe it, but Hollander may have just gone into acute heat on the ice. Every player in the rink has frozen, but this could turn ugly quickly. He's gone down at center ice and he's not moving—"

    "There are a lot of alphas and three other omegas on these two teams, and if the reaction of the crowd is anything to go by, half the stadium is getting a lungful of Hollander's pheromones right now."

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    His ears roared with static, his brain stuck on one gnawing, clawing question: Why did Hollander didn't tell him that he's going to be a father? The answer was obvious—because Shane Hollander didn’t need him, never had. The realization burned like cheap vodka in his throat, bitter and suffocating.

    Some alpha reporter with slicked-back hair and a smirk dripping condescension leaned forward, microphone poised like a weapon. "Shane, what happened to all that talk about never bending for an alpha? Seems like someone finally put you on your back."

    "And how are you so sure I'm the one who bent?" Hollander's voice cut through the noise like a blade, smooth and lethal. The room fell silent instantly. Hollander arched one eyebrow, lips curling in a smile so cold it could freeze hell over. "Not that it's your business, but for the record—it was me who rode my sperm donor’s dick to get myself pregnant."

    Ilya froze. Sperm donor? The unfamiliar English phrase buzzed in his skull like a trapped wasp. Behind him, Connors snorted into his protein shake. "Oh Jesus fucking Christ," he muttered, wiping his mouth. "He just called his baby daddy a walking ATM for cum."

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    Shane looked at Ilya in a funny sort of way, eyes flicking about his face. Thinking. Ilya knew this expression well.

    “Tell me,” he encouraged softly. Shane looked at him for a bit longer, weighing something unknown in his mind. Then he spoke.

    “You know, I miscarried once.”

    OR: A false alarm at the Pike household leads Shane to confess an old secret to Ilya. Cue the tailspin.

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    “So you come to me?” Ilya stepped toward Shane, “Did you let yourself into my home because in this city I’m the only tether you have to normalcy? Or because you want my knot?”

    Ilya stood in front of Shane, one hand under his shirt on his hip squeezing softly, the other hand against his face, his finger tips gently sliding through his hair. Shane leaned his head into Ilya’s hand.

    “I don’t know.” Shane felt the first tear slip down the side of his nose. He didn’t want to cry but his body felt so disconnected.

    or; shane starts his heat and boston gets snowed out, at least he knows a guy in the city to crash with

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    "There was omega at the shoot. Shouldn't have been there, smelled like pre-heat." Rozanov's nose wrinkles as he remembers it. "It was so… sweet."

    Shane fights to keep his grip loose around Rozanov's neck. "You didn't like it?"

    "No, gave me headache. Too needy, too desperate."

    The rejection should make relief spread through him, but instead Shane thinks hysterically, I'm needy. I'm desperate. He barely keeps the words from escaping out of his mouth, biting down on his lip hard instead. Something in his scent must change despite Shane's best efforts, because Rozanov's nostrils flare and understanding flashes across his face.

    "Not like you. Omega would have thrown themself at any alpha they saw. You only throw yourself at me. Da, Hollander?"

    Or; the sequel to bad idea, right? where Shane finally gets knotted

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