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. all I have left of

he’ll open the door and come

and it’s why he faked his death, but he

I buried

footsteps behind

don’t turn, even when his cinnamon and earthy

been around here so

anywhere.

I ask, not

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 have just gotten back.

ago. Shane!” He says as he walks over to my

spreading his arms for him.

happiness before he runs into his arms,

feel happy seeing how happy my

have gotten

auburn-haired man.

looks at me

green eyes that remind me

gemstones.

to,” he says.

a little chilly. I should

about us. I’m not suicidal.” I say as I stand up and motion Shane over. Jax

hair falls over his forehead as he

mean I trust you. You look like you want

say, poking my eyes out at him.

actually off to train. I’m

I could use a workout.” He

doesn’t. The man is pure muscle.

though,

rejects me… I was meant to

another to break the bond between Shane and me and I know I have begun seeing him as someone who is always there, someone I know I can rely on and that

right.

I say instead, as I scoop

in his hands.

try.” He replies with a smirk,

legs of yours will

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average,” I say as I walk towards the back door and head inside.

short in my books,” he counters, making me give him another

returns with a

follows me to the private training hall after I drop Shane off at Mishiko’s. Mishiko is the wife and mate of one of

closest friends.

old now, and she is

step back so the swinging bag doesn’t hit me, only to slam into a wall of

I gasp as I almost trip over his feet and he

with a smirk as I regain

balance.

standing so close?” I frown.

was standing here before you came knocking into me,” he says cockily as

along my hips.

and as

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

and I look

a pig, and

neck. I look around but

a towel. Well, who cares? I’m

to look pretty.

here to work out? The

I say with a jerk of my head towards the weights.

and I’m not the only one sweating, although he’s

Want to spar?”

you,” I say, pulling out my hair tie and letting my hair down, only to brush my fingers through it before I pull it back up into

trailing over my stomach. before he