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

feel as if he’ll open the door and come back.

for some crazy mission and it’s why he faked his death, but he was

happens. I buried

behind me makes me sit

don’t turn, even when his cinnamon and earthy

been around here so often that I can recognise

anywhere.

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

boots and a fitted black shirt that hugs his muscular physique

as he walks over

spreading his arms for him.

in happiness before he runs into his arms, laughing.

feel happy seeing how happy

gotten some rest first,” I

auburn-haired man.

at me with his sharp

green eyes that remind me of

gemstones.

to,” he says.

away, crossing my arms. It’s a little chilly. I should have grabbed a

to be so worried about us. I’m not suicidal.” I say as I stand up and motion Shane over. Jax cocks a brow. A

falls over his forehead as

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

I say, poking my eyes

train. I’m going to leave

join you. I could use a workout.”

doesn’t. The

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

rejects me… I was meant to once I was mentally coping better, but the more I see him,

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

right.

as I scoop up Shane while he holds on

in his hands.

can try.” He replies with a smirk, “I don’t

those short legs of

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say as I walk towards the back door and head

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

with a wink.

after I drop Shane off at Mishiko’s. Mishiko is the

closest friends.

and she is a happy

and following up with a kick before I step back so the swinging bag doesn’t

over his feet and he grabs

says with a smirk as I

balance.

were you even standing

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

along my hips.

another and as much as it

can’t help but admit that his touch makes me feel

and I look

like a pig, and I can

and neck. I

a towel. Well, who cares? I’m

to look pretty.

you here to work out? The machines

I say with a jerk of my head

a white T-shirt and black sweats and I’m not the only one sweating, although he’s smart

sets. Want to spar?” he asks,

tie and letting my hair down, only to brush my fingers through it before I pull it back up into a

gaze dips lower, trailing over my