Alpha Leo and the Heart of Fire

Precious Bond Ch 1. Mates

Takes place shortly after the epilogues of Alpha Leo and the Heart of Fire & The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin.

I would recommend reading The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin before this novella. However, if you don’t, it won’t ruin the story.

PRECIOUS BOND

The Untold Tales of the Alpha and Legacies

Series

KAREENA.

Mates.

For our kind, your mate is a part of you, not just a partner, but your life source. The very air you

need to breathe, and the very touch and caress

you need to keep going. Their caress, their

voice, their promises; they become your life.

But what happens when they are suddenly

ripped from you with no warning? 2

What happens when they tell you they’ll be there for that movie and dinner date tonight,

only for their lifeless, mutilated body to be brought to you? 1

What happens when your entire world is ripped apart, and you’re left wondering why me?

Mates are a beautiful thing, yet equally deadly as they are beautiful.

My life was perfect from the moment he stepped into it. Every day was filled with happiness and

love until it was not.

In seconds, it became a living nightmare when he left me all alone… or so I thought

Because even as he parted, he left me something

to hold on to, as if knowing that without him I’ll die. As if he knew I needed something that would make me try to live.

Something strong enough for me to try to surface the deep dark waters that were drowning me. They were meant to be my emotions, but they began to suffocate me until I

began fighting for his parting gift…

But it wasn’t easy… it’s never easy…

Less than two years ago I lost my mate, my all…

My husband, Shane Dunn. 3

A sharp wind blows through my brown hair, and

I brush my fingers through it as I look at my son, Shane, named after his father. He’s fifteen months now and the spitting image of his

father.

He has blond hair and grey eyes. His eyes might be a mix of both of ours as my own are a greyish blue, but otherwise, he is a mini version of his

father.

He’s currently kicking a ball around in the garden of our home, one which Shane and I

lived in after we got married. There have been

moments it’s all felt overwhelming – that I want to leave it… but then, I can’t bring myself

1. have left of him.

and

on the down low for a while for some crazy mission and it’s why he faked his death, but he was fine all along. But who am

I buried him.

behind me

don’t turn, even when

it is. His footsteps have been around here so often that

anywhere.

back… weren’t you on a job?” I ask, not taking my

me, and I glance up. He’s in cargo pants, tan boots and a fitted black shirt that hugs his muscular physique and I realise he must

ago. Shane!” He says as he walks over to my little one, crouching

arms for

in happiness before he

can’t help but feel happy seeing how

over, you should have gotten some rest first,” I say quietly to

auburn-haired man.

looks at me

that remind me of

gemstones.

to,” he

arms. It’s a little

I say as I stand up and

falls over his forehead as he

to know, doesn’t mean I trust you. You look like

I say, poking my eyes out

to train.

use a workout.” He says. I stop in

he really doesn’t. The

always trying so hard… he doesn’t need to though, he’s done his

to once I was mentally

and me and I know I have begun seeing him as someone who is always there, someone I

right.

want your ass kicked?” I say instead, as I scoop up Shane

in his

He replies with a

those short legs of

})

I say as I walk towards the back

making me give him another pointed look – one

with

his words, Jax follows me to the private training hall after I drop Shane off at Mishiko’s.

closest friends.

she is a happy baby who loves

hard, slamming it right back, and following up with a kick before I step back so the swinging bag doesn’t hit me, only

I gasp as I almost trip over his feet and he

He says with a smirk as I

balance.

you even standing so close?” I frown.

me,” he says cockily as I pull away, very aware of the tingles from

along my hips.

and

reasons, I can’t help but admit that his touch makes me feel things I don’t want

and I look away.

and I

my stomach and neck.

who cares? I’m not

to look pretty.

work out? The machines are

say with a jerk of my head towards

only one sweating, although he’s

sets. Want to spar?” he asks,

hair tie and letting my hair down, only to brush

dips lower, trailing over my stomach. before