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

the door and come back.

why he faked his death, but he was fine all along. But who

happens. I

creak of footsteps behind me makes

when his cinnamon and earthy

have been around here so often that I can

anywhere.

weren’t you on a job?” 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

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

arms for him.

he runs into his

feel happy seeing

gotten some rest first,”

auburn-haired man.

turns and looks at me with his sharp

eyes that remind me of

gemstones.

to,”

arms. It’s a little chilly. I should have grabbed

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

his forehead

know, doesn’t mean I trust you. You look like you want to kill something.”

I say, poking my eyes out

off to train. I’m going

you. I could use a workout.” He says. I

doesn’t. The man is

he doesn’t need to though, he’s done his part, and he should just

waiting for that moment he rejects me… I was meant to once

I have begun seeing him as someone who is always there, someone I know I can rely on and that

right.

say instead, as I scoop up Shane while he holds

in his hands.

replies with a smirk, “I don’t

think those short legs of

})

as I walk towards

he counters, making me

returns with a wink.

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

closest friends.

eleven months old now, and she is a happy baby

I step

his

smirk

balance.

standing

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

along my hips.

another and

can’t help but admit that his touch makes me feel things I don’t want to. His smirk fades as

I look away.

sweating like a pig, and I can feel

neck. I

Well, who cares? I’m not here

to look pretty.

work

jerk of my

and black sweats and I’m not the only one sweating, although he’s smart enough to keep a

sets. Want to spar?”

only to brush my fingers through it before I pull

trailing over my