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    "In my defence," Ilya says, "I am only one-sixteenth werewolf."

    "Huh?"

    Ilya doesn't know how to explain that he is only just now discovering that the one-sixteenth is apparently all housed in his cock. But given where said cock is currently lodged he figures he won't have to in about, oh, five more seconds. 

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    Werewolves can only knot their soulmates, which isn't going to be a problem because Shane is just some boring hockey hook up, right?

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    13 Jun 2026

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    The mating run was an event Shane dreaded every year, and when he’s finally forced to participate he decides to simply find somewhere to ride it out, alone. What he doesn’t bank on however, is Ilya Rozanov. And this year the alpha is determined to finally claim what is his.

    After so long being the hunter, Shane is now the hunted - he just doesn’t quite know it yet.

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    05 Jun 2026

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    "And they, well. They brought in an omega specialist?”

    “Specialist?” Ilya asked, his tone wary. The word sounded uncomfortable in his mouth, so Shane tried to fill in the gaps.

    “A doctor. For omegas.”

    That threw Rozanov off for a second. “But you are not omega?”

    Shane scrunched up his face, creasing the skin on his forehead and around his eyes. Taking a deep breath, he dropped the first of his two bombs. “No, Rozanov. I am. I’m an omega.”

    He heard the Russian hum on the other side, considering this. “Makes sense. Is why you are so pretty. And why you have such nice ass.”

    Shane’s ears burned. “Shut up, stop talking about my ass.”

    “But I can still talk about how pretty you are, yes?”

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    hellooooooo i am back and i am writing the alpha/omega fanfic of my dreams!!! do not wake me im exactly where i wanna be!!! aka a fuck or die where shane is on suppressants for far too long and calls ilya for help with his terrible horrible awful no good impending heat - but the circumstances and the yearning are magnified by like a billion times <3 yay!

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    04 Jun 2026

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    Ilya Rozanov has a problem. A massive fucking problem.

    A massive fucking problem that comes in the form of the MHL’s second overall draft pick, one Shane Hollander, who ends up going to the Montreal Metros. Ilya is posing beside him, watching him plaster on his PR smile, when he gets a whiff of the Canadian’s scent.

    Cold. Chilled, maybe, perhaps icy like the arenas he plays in. A hint of something spiced and warm. Ginger? It tickles at Ilya’s nose. Something beneath that, fruity and slightly floral. Juicy, refreshing. But lingering around the man is the scent of death and something coppery.

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    23 May 2026

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    Part Two of Under Regulation

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    17 May 2026