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This couldn’t be happening.
He brought up his trembling hand and slowly reached behind his ear, refusing to believe what he logically knew he would find there. As soon as his fingers touched his skin, he felt them: little scar-like raised bumps, scattered in a circular pattern that he had never touched before but that he already knew was unique to only two people in the world. The skin there felt warm, sensitive to touch and he quickly took his hand away, still in shock.
Shane looked up and met the pale wide-eyed face of Rozanov, who was similarly holding the right side of his neck and then promptly lost his mind.
A neural bond, his brain supplied robotically. The kind that he had learned about in school since the first grade, that he had seen in movies and heard about in music, the kind that he had seen in his own parents his entire life.
His soulmate. He had found his soulmate. At the ripe age of seventeen.
Ilya Rozanov. A fellow hockey player. A rival.
And a man.
Or: Shane and Ilya are soulmates and have loved each other from the beginning. It's still not enough.