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    “Hollander,” he scolds, going to collect Shane’s jeans and underwear to fold them so that the world doesn’t break or something. “What are you doing?”

    “Giving you a new pack, idiot. Take your pants off.”

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    Ilya is being sent back to Russia to take over as Rozanov pack alpha. Unless he can find a new pack first.

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    14 Sep 2026

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    “Mr. Hollander, are you aware that you’re pregnant?”
    “I’m what now?”
    “You’re apparently 9 months pregnant and in labor!”
    “I’m fucking WHAT!?”

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    13 Sep 2026

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    His ears roared with static, his brain stuck on one gnawing, clawing question: Why did Hollander didn't tell him that he's going to be a father? The answer was obvious—because Shane Hollander didn’t need him, never had. The realization burned like cheap vodka in his throat, bitter and suffocating.

    Some alpha reporter with slicked-back hair and a smirk dripping condescension leaned forward, microphone poised like a weapon. "Shane, what happened to all that talk about never bending for an alpha? Seems like someone finally put you on your back."

    "And how are you so sure I'm the one who bent?" Hollander's voice cut through the noise like a blade, smooth and lethal. The room fell silent instantly. Hollander arched one eyebrow, lips curling in a smile so cold it could freeze hell over. "Not that it's your business, but for the record—it was me who rode my sperm donor’s dick to get myself pregnant."

    Ilya froze. Sperm donor? The unfamiliar English phrase buzzed in his skull like a trapped wasp. Behind him, Connors snorted into his protein shake. "Oh Jesus fucking Christ," he muttered, wiping his mouth. "He just called his baby daddy a walking ATM for cum."

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    13 Sep 2026

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    Someone's killing powerful Alphas in the Boston underworld in strange and untraceable ways, and it's giving Ilya, next head of the Rozanov family, a fucking headache.

    On a different note, Shane - only son of the Hollander family, lowly Omega and known airhead - has just shown up on his doorstep, smelling of pre-heat and looking good enough to eat.

    There's no way those two things are related, right?

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    12 Sep 2026

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    “Mr. Hollander, what’s your designation?” One of the doctors, a beta woman with kind eyes, asks, typing away at a nearby computer.

    “He’s an omega,” Ilya replies for him, because at the moment, all Shane can say is “ow.”

    “Any chance he’s pregnant?”

    “Maybe? He’s on suppressants.”

    Or Shane goes into labor at the cottage, which would be fine, if he’d known he was pregnant.

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    12 Sep 2026