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

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

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

I buried

behind me makes

straight, but I don’t turn, even when his cinnamon and earthy scent

around here so often that

anywhere.

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

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

just got back a while ago. Shane!” He says as he walks over to my little one, crouching down

his arms for him.

widen in happiness before he

seeing how happy my Shane

didn’t need to rush over, you should have gotten some rest first,” I

auburn-haired man.

turns and looks at me

that remind me of

gemstones.

to,” he says.

look away, crossing my arms. It’s a little chilly. I should

suicidal.” I say as I stand up and motion Shane over.

over his forehead as he

you. You look like

I say, poking my eyes out at him.

off to train. I’m going to

a workout.”

The

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

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

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

right.

your ass kicked?” I say instead, as I scoop up Shane while he holds on tightly

in his hands.

with a smirk,

think those short legs of yours

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as I walk towards the back

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

returns with

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

closest friends.

little Aya is eleven months old now, and she is a happy baby who

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

Jax!” I gasp as I almost trip over his feet

with a smirk as I

balance.

you even standing so close?”

says cockily as I pull away, very

along my hips.

another and

makes me feel things

look away.

like a pig, and

stomach and neck.

towel. Well, who cares? I’m

to look pretty.

to work out?

with a jerk of my

white T-shirt and black sweats and I’m not the only one sweating, although he’s smart enough to keep a towel close.

sets. Want to spar?”

down, only to brush my fingers through it before I pull it back up into a

dips lower, trailing over