Chapter 106

Keaton understood Paolo's nature better than anyone.

Paolo never left a single loose end. The only reason Keaton was still alive was because Paolo needed him-and those close to him-as bait.

So Keaton quietly stayed in Vancouver with Kelly, training her in every martial art he knew, even bringing her into Kingswell

to anyone. Just come here when you

"Remember," he told her firmly, "never breathe a word about the prince-or about

me-

can."

She stared at him with concern.

"Father, are you going to be all right?"

Keaton gave a casual shrug.

"I'm just an old cripple living out his days. I'll be fine as long as I don't draw attention to myself."

A shadow flickered across Kelly's face.

"Father... where did you send Alex?"

Keaton's gaze shifted to the door, aware that Paolo was almost certainly listening from the shadows.

"This isn't the right time to talk about it. If fate wills it, you'll see him again."

In truth, Keaton knew Paolo was level 110-strong enough that the prince would

have no hope of surviving unless his own level rose beyond Paolo's.

Despite Keaton's fondest wish for Alex never to go looking for his past, he knew in his bones that if Alex did, Paolo would come.

And when that day arrived, Keaton would have no choice but to fight one last time.

During the last fight, Keaton had drawn upon the final embers of his life force.

He'd salvaged enough strength to wound Paolo with one desperate strike.

He had been prepared to give his last breath in a battle fueled by his burning life energy.

And now he was totally crippled-yet not dead.

woke with a start, heart pounding

canopy of trees rustling in

embers of

wide awake, carefully

a hoarse whisper. "How long was I

voice was

a piece of fried fish on a stick, and he

beneath the moonlight,

distant call echoed among the trees, each

of them

Alex broke

sat

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flicked toward the

he admitted. "It's all fragments

at Alex's heart: the promise he and Kelly had once made as children. He cleared his throat and said softly, "About our childhood promise...' Kelly's gaze

blunt, meant to wound, and

"But I promised you-"

only as strong as

Alex understood that much.

were just kids, Alex. We didn't know how complicated life could

the grief in her eyes, saw the tears she

He knew his priority was uncovering his past; it had become all-consuming. He didn't have anything to offer Kelly

their promise untouched than to break it for good. Alex swallowed hard.

set in a grim

made that promise to someone like me?

cracked on the last

roiling in his

turned to face him, sorrow burning behind

Alex. You remember that now. Me? I'm

the weight of her emotions might shatter

to protest, to tell her

every part of him screamed that the timing

would just be a fragile bandage over a deeper

cold with resignation. "I understand," she said

palpable, and Alex felt paralyzed

her and tell her how much he wished things could

his words stuck in his throat, and her grief acted like a

much of life is lost in waiting,"

fire split with a sharp crack, sparks dancing into the night sky. The only sound that lingered after was

her

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