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

open the door and come

and it’s why he faked his death, but

happens. I buried

behind me

I don’t turn, even when

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

anywhere.

ask, not taking my eyes off my little

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

back a while ago. Shane!” He says as he

arms for him.

widen in happiness before he runs into his arms, laughing.

can’t help but feel happy seeing how happy

you should have gotten some

auburn-haired man.

at me

green eyes that remind me

gemstones.

wanted to,”

away, crossing my arms. It’s a little

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

falls over his forehead as

trust you. You look like

my eyes out at him.

to train. I’m going to leave Shane with

use a workout.” He says.

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

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

me… I was meant to once I was mentally coping better, but the more I see him, the harder it

have begun seeing him as someone who is always there, someone I know I

right.

as I scoop up Shane while he holds

in his

with a smirk,

those short legs of yours

})

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

counters, making me give

returns with a wink.

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

closest friends.

she is a happy baby who

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

Jax!” I gasp as I almost trip over his

says with a smirk as I

balance.

were you even standing so close?”

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

along my hips.

marked one another and as much as

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

I look away.

like a pig, and I can

neck. I look around but

Well, who cares?

to look pretty.

to work

a jerk of

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

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

my hair down, only to brush my fingers through

dips lower, trailing over my