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    Every time your soulmate lies, their words are written on you.

    Shane doesn’t lie often. His soulmate does though.

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    02 Feb 2026

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    “Fuck you,” Marleau says, through breathing, wheezing laughter. “I didn’t almost die—”

    The flat of Shane’s tongue presses, hard, against the head of Ilya’s cock. Ilya narrows his eyes. Oh, I see, he thinks flatly. To the extent that there had been anything to forgive, Ilya is fairly certain that Shane had immediately forgiven his little stunt during the call with Pike. He had neglected to remember, however, that Shane’s mind tended to plan on a scale of weeks, months, or years, and that forgiven did not necessarily mean forgotten.

    Shane gets payback for the phone call with Hayden.
    Sort of.

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    02 Feb 2026

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    Hayden’s about to fist a hand in Marleau’s jersey and make a truly heroic attempt at rocking the much larger man’s shit (because no matter how legal the check might’ve been, that’s Hayden’s boy) when there’s the thunk of a second body hitting the ice.

    The fight Hayden meant to start stops cold, because Rozanov goes down like a bag of bricks out of absolutely nowhere.


    or: in a world where soulmates share injuries, when Marleau rams into Shane, Ilya goes down too. He and Hayden try to handle the situation as best as they can.

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    02 Feb 2026

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    Shane is stooped over to strap on his shin guards when his phone buzzes once in Hayden’s hand.

    He doesn’t mean to tap the notification.

    And oh god, does he wish he could un-tap the fucking notification.

    Because why the fuck has Lily, Shane’s mysterious Boston hook-up of several years (no matter how fervently he denies it), sent him a picture of a fucking sonogram.

    Black and white, blurry, and undeniably baby-shaped.

    Ilya makes a joke, Hayden breaks Shane’s phone, and a comedy of errors ensues.

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    01 Feb 2026

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    “Don’t–” Ilya starts, already reaching, already cupping Shane’s face between both hands, thumbs warm and tender against his cheekbones like they’ve always belonged there.

    Shane’s eyes are big and gorgeous and genuinely curious. “Don’t what?”

    Don’t make me look like a lovesick idiot. Don’t make my heart trip over itself for a way out of my chest and into yours. Don’t say it like that—so fucking sincere—like you don’t know how devastating it is for me.

    “Don’t butcher my language,” he says instead and kisses Shane’s smile hard, like reflex, like gravity, like there was never going to be another option.

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    Shane sets out to learn Russian. Ilya discovers he's incapable of keeping his composure.

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    31 Jan 2026