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.

feel as if he’ll open the door and

low for a while for some crazy mission and it’s why he faked his death, but he was fine all along. But who am

never happens. I buried him.

footsteps behind me makes

when his cinnamon

know who it is. His footsteps have been around here so

anywhere.

on a job?” I ask, not

a fitted black shirt that hugs his muscular physique and I realise he must have

He says as he walks over to my little one, crouching down

his arms for him.

happiness before he runs into

but feel happy seeing how happy my Shane is.

should have gotten some

auburn-haired man.

looks at me with his

eyes that remind me

gemstones.

to,”

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

us. I’m not suicidal.” I say as I stand up and motion Shane over. Jax cocks a brow.

hair falls over his

trust you. You look like you want

say, poking my eyes out at him.

I’m actually off to train. I’m going

join you. I could use a workout.” He says. I stop in my

he really doesn’t. The man is pure muscle.

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

I was meant to once I was mentally coping better, but the

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.

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

in his

can try.” He replies with a smirk, “I

legs of yours will reach.’

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say as

counters, making me

returns with

to his words, Jax follows me to the private training hall after I drop Shane off

closest friends.

is eleven months old now, and she is a happy

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

gasp as I almost trip over his feet

smirk as I regain my

balance.

even standing so close?” I

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

along my hips.

one another and

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

and I look

a pig, and I

stomach and neck. I look

who cares?

to look pretty.

to work out? The machines

there.” I say with a jerk of my

T-shirt and black sweats and I’m not the only one sweating, although

Want to spar?” he asks, cocking a brow.

to brush my fingers through it before I pull

trailing over my stomach. before