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

and come

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

never happens. I buried

footsteps behind me

don’t turn, even when his cinnamon and

who it is. His footsteps have been around here so often that I can recognise them

anywhere.

job?” I ask, not taking

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

a while ago. Shane!” He says as he walks over

his arms

in happiness before he runs

help but feel happy seeing

should have gotten

auburn-haired man.

turns and looks at

eyes that remind me of

gemstones.

to,” he

It’s a little

worried about us. I’m not suicidal.” I say as I

over his forehead as

I trust you. You look like you

I say, poking my eyes out at him.

train. I’m going to leave Shane with

could use a workout.” He says. I stop in

doesn’t. The

hard… he doesn’t need to though, he’s done his part,

waiting… waiting for that moment he rejects me… I was meant to once I was mentally coping better, but the more I see

one 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

right.

you want your ass kicked?” I say instead, as I scoop up Shane while he holds on tightly to the

in his

can try.” He replies with a smirk,

legs of

})

say as I walk towards the

he counters, making me give him another pointed look – one

with a

training hall after I drop Shane off at Mishiko’s. Mishiko is the wife and mate of

closest friends.

eleven months old now, and she

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

trip over his feet and he grabs me by the

a smirk as I regain my

balance.

even standing so close?” I

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

along my hips.

and

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

look away. 1

a pig, and I can feel it trickling

and neck. I look around

find a towel. Well, who cares? I’m not

to look pretty.

work out? The machines are

I say with a jerk of my

only one sweating,

done my sets. Want to spar?” he

out my hair tie and letting my hair down, only to brush my

dips lower, trailing over my