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    Shane Hollander hadn’t really had a choice in enlisting—his father had been a fairly decorated Flag Officer in the Royal Canadian Navy, for one, which didn't exactly alleviate any pressure. He didn’t really know how he’d ended up in Québec—everything had been a very stressful blur—but he knew it’d been a mistake. Shane knew that from the moment he arrived at the Saint-Jean Garrison. From before then, even. But backing out was absolutely not a choice. Not now.

    Ilya Rozanov was supposed to be good at this. It ran in his blood. In his name. His father had been a Lieutenant for the Morskaya Pekhota. But, of course, Ilya hadn’t been deemed good enough for that. So he was in fucking Canada, surrounded by people he could barely understand and yet was expected to obey completely and immediately. And Ilya Rozanov had never been particularly good at submitting in the first place.

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