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 back. With some wild reason that

stay on the down low for a while for some crazy mission and it’s why he faked his death, but he was fine all

I buried him.

of footsteps behind

even when his cinnamon and earthy scent

know who it is. His footsteps have been around here

anywhere.

you on a job?” I ask, not taking my eyes off my little one.

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

ago. Shane!” He says as he walks over to my little one, crouching

spreading his arms for him.

he runs

but feel happy seeing how happy

you should have gotten some rest first,” I say quietly to

auburn-haired man.

at

that remind

gemstones.

wanted to,” he says.

little chilly.

as I stand up and

his forehead as

trust you. You look like you want to kill

my eyes out at him.

to train. I’m going to

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

really doesn’t. The

though, he’s done his part, and

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

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

right.

ass kicked?” I say instead, as I scoop

in his hands.

replies with a smirk, “I

short legs of

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say as I walk towards the back door

my books,” he counters, making me give him

with

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

closest friends.

and she is a happy baby who loves

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

as I almost trip over his

a smirk as

balance.

even standing so close?”

as I pull away, very

along my hips.

another and as much

I can’t help but admit that his touch makes me feel things I don’t

I look away.

sweating like a pig, and I

my stomach and neck. I look

a towel. Well, who cares? I’m

to look pretty.

work out? The machines

jerk

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

spar?” he

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

trailing over my stomach. before he looks