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    Level 1 bonds, at their core, are practical things. They are incredibly clinical, especially in the MLH. Injected with grade A suppressants to keep the bond controlled, exchanging scents as briefly as was manageable, a quick barely-there shallow bite to the gland on the omega's neck, paperwork filed with the league office after a full day of observations, and suddenly an omega is considered 'safe' to play professional hockey. The omega, now bonded, is considered less likely to 'disrupt team dynamics,' whatever that means.

    Shane had been nineteen when Montreal assigned him to Gilbert Comeau.

    OR: omegas are only allowed to play professional hockey if they enter into a contracted bond with an alpha on their team. Shane's alpha in Montreal is more than lackluster, but what can he expect? Though, maybe a little forewarning would have been nice, because Comeau suddenly wants him gone, and Shane soon finds himself being traded to what could be the worst possible outcome: Boston.

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    13 Sep 2026

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    Shane slows near the far end of the field to investigate another patch of grass, a breeze sweeping across the lawn and catching his skirt. Rose smiles helplessly at the sight. She knew the outfit would be cute, but she had underestimated the effect in motion. The pale yellow sweater makes him look warm enough to cuddle, while the crisp white skirt contrasts beautifully with the strong lines of his legs. His black tail bobs behind him, curled and completely irresistible.

    Rose takes out her phone and snaps a couple of pictures. Shane looks up at the sound, ears lifting as he spots the camera. Instead of hiding his face as he once would have done, he turns slightly and lets the wind catch his skirt again.

    “Oh, you little tease,” Rose whispers, delighted. She is so distracted by Shane’s tentative posing that she doesn't register the bench shifting beneath someone else’s weight.

    “Hello.”

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    12 Sep 2026

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    “Baby, you’ll never find someone if you’re that scared of meeting people.”

    “Leave him alone, Rosy,” Jackie waves a hand in the air: “He’ll find someone when he’s ready.”

    “It’s not that—” Shane’s words wobble out like a whisper, like his tongue turned to rubber because of the alcohol.

    Rose is too invested in her thesis to even pay him attention: “I’m just saying! It’s for his health! I don’t think he should be spending all of his heats alone, that’s it. It can’t be healthy.”

    It’s not that—I have this—this thing—

    “I don’t think I can orgasm,” he blurts out.

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    Or the one where Shane Hollander, at twenty seven, is the first male-omega captain of the Montreal Metros. Under his belt, he has two Stanley Cups, forty million dollars of net worth and zero orgasms. This must change. (Rose suggests a check up might help). (Jackie knows a great gynecologist downtown).

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    09 Sep 2026

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    The blackouts are getting worse.

    They aren't dangerous, in the long run, just strange. Strange because they only ever happen when Shane is at home; never on the road, at the rink, or even when in public.

    His blackouts only ever happen in his condo.

    Shane doesn't even realize something is happening at first. He'll get home after practice or a game, exhausted, and the second the front door closes behind him something in his body loosens. A warmth spreads through him and his thoughts will go fuzzy at the edges. His inner omega will start purring low and smug in the back of his mind.

    Nest, it says.

    Once the thought hits, the urge becomes almost unbearable. He usually makes it to the bedroom before the rest hits. Shane will crawl into bed still half dressed, burrowing instinctively into the blankets, dragging pillows close against his chest while warmth floods his body in thick, heavy waves. His painfully organized nest will become messy, Shane digging around until the chaotic placements feels perfect.

    And then—nothing. Absolutely nothing. Hours vanish, sometimes even entire evenings.

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    24 Jun 2026

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    “Hello,” Ilya repeats, still kind of stuck on those freckles.

    “Hi?” the man says.

    “Hi,” Ilya says—again.

    Oh god, he's said hello three times now. He should literally say anything else. His name, probably. His phone number, preferably.

    “Hi,” Ilya says again, because he can’t help it. “I am—”

    “Are you Nick?” the man asks, and it comes out as a breathless sound.

    OR: Shane gets stood up on a blind date, and Ilya comes to the rescue, and proceeds to make a series of questionable decisions.

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    13 Jun 2026