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.

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

crazy mission and it’s why he faked

never happens. I

creak of footsteps behind me makes me sit

turn, even when his cinnamon and earthy scent hit me.

footsteps have been around here so often that I

anywhere.

job?” I ask, not taking my eyes off my little

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

says as he walks over

his arms for

widen in happiness before he runs into

help but feel happy seeing how happy

didn’t need to rush over, you should have gotten

auburn-haired man.

and looks at me

green eyes that remind me

gemstones.

wanted to,” he says.

a little chilly.

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

over his forehead

trust you. You look like you want to kill something.”

eyes out

train. I’m going to leave Shane with

use a workout.” He says. I

doesn’t. The man is pure

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

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

between Shane and me and I know I have begun seeing him as someone who is

right.

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

those short legs of

})

please, I am not short, I’m average,” I say as I walk towards the back door and head

my books,” he counters, making me give him

with a

drop Shane off at Mishiko’s. Mishiko is

closest friends.

eleven months old now, and she

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

almost trip over his feet and

with a smirk as I regain

balance.

you even standing so close?”

knocking into me,” he says cockily as I pull away, very aware

along my hips.

have marked one another and as much as

me feel things I don’t want to. His smirk fades as

and I look away. 1

a pig, and I can feel

and neck.

find a towel. Well, who cares?

to look pretty.

to work

a jerk of my head towards

only one sweating, although he’s smart enough to keep a

spar?” he asks, cocking a brow.

thank 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 a messy bun.

dips lower, trailing over