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    Practice had been bad. Not bad like he’d missed a shot or taken a bad hit, bad like everything had been just a fraction off. His edges felt wrong, his timing lagged, his body half a beat behind his brain. The coaches hadn’t even been hard on him, which somehow made it worse.

    Now they were done and the room felt like it was closing in.

     

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    Some days the noise doesn’t stop.
    Ilya makes sure Shane has somewhere quiet to land.

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    When a visit to his father turns violent, there's only one place Ilya wants to go.

    set post-rose breakup and pre-all stars game.

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    25 May 2026

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    Shane's heart learned Ilya's name and forgot how to beat for anything else.

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    25 May 2026

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    Shane is drunk, concussed, and hiding in a phone booth when he calls the only number he knows by heart.

    The man who answers is not Hayden Pike.

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    25 May 2026

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    He did this to you?” His voice was smooth Russian velvet as he glanced towards Tommy’s withering form.

    Shane swallowed hard. “N-no , I-I’m fine.”

    The alpha’s eyes darkened slightly at the lie.

    Behind him, another man approached quickly. Similar features. Older. Scar across his jaw. “Pakhan,” he said quietly in Russian before glancing toward Shane. “We should leave.”

    Pakhan.

    Boss.

    Shane’s stomach dropped.

    Everyone in Boston knew whispers about the Russian Bratva operating through the city.

    About the Rozanovs.

    Especially after Alexei Rozanov had died last year. The power vacuum afterward had filled the streets with nothing but blood and torture.

    The alpha still hadn’t looked away from Shane. “What is your name?”

    “…Shane.”

    “Shane.” He repeated it carefully, like tasting something expensive. “Ilya Rozanov.”

    The name hit like ice water.

    Oh God. Oh God.

    Ilya noticed the recognition instantly. A faint smile touched his mouth. “Do not look so frightened,” he murmured.

    Or The Mafia Omegaverse Mpreg you’ve all been waiting for ;)

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    24 May 2026