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 him.

the door and

why he faked his

never happens. I buried him.

of footsteps behind me makes me sit

even when his cinnamon and

His footsteps have been around

anywhere.

ask, not taking my eyes

a fitted black shirt

says as he walks over to my

spreading his arms for him.

before he runs into his arms,

happy seeing

you should have gotten some rest first,” I say

auburn-haired man.

and looks at

that remind me

gemstones.

wanted to,” he says.

It’s a little chilly. I should have grabbed a hoodie…

don’t need to be so worried about us. I’m not suicidal.” I say as I stand up and motion Shane over.

over his forehead

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

poking my eyes out at him.

train. I’m going to

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

really doesn’t. The man

need to though, he’s

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

another to break the bond between Shane and me and I know I have begun seeing

right.

kicked?” I say instead, as I scoop up Shane while he holds

his hands.

can try.” He replies with a smirk,

those short legs of yours will

})

am not short, I’m average,” I say as

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

with

me to the private training hall after I drop Shane off at Mishiko’s.

closest friends.

is eleven months old now, and she is a happy baby who loves Shane’s

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

I gasp as I almost trip over his feet and he grabs me by the waist.

says with a smirk as

balance.

were you even standing so close?”

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

along my hips.

one another and as much as it

admit that his touch makes me feel things I don’t want to. His smirk fades as he looks

and I look

sweating like a pig, and

my stomach and neck. I

Well, who cares?

to look pretty.

work out? The machines are

I say with a jerk of my head towards the

the only one sweating, although he’s

to spar?” he asks, cocking

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

lower, trailing over