The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 104

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.

start, heart pounding from

fallen, the thick canopy of trees

of a dying campfire; the old man dozed

however, remained wide awake, carefully

forced out a hoarse whisper. "How

nights." Her voice was calm but tinged with

fish on a stick, and

moonlight, chewing

owl's distant call echoed among the trees, each rustle

tension neither of

broke the

we sat like this, eating

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eyes flicked toward the fire. "You

pieces," he admitted. "It's all fragments right

once made as children. He cleared his throat and said softly, "About our childhood promise...' Kelly's gaze hardened.

to wound, and he

"But I promised you-"

embers of the fire. "Promises are only as strong as the person who gives them. And you are

Alex understood that much.

know how

the grief in her eyes, saw the tears she was

past; it had become all-consuming. He didn't have anything to

leave their promise untouched than to break

set in

you ever made that promise to someone like

on the

froze, agony roiling in his chest. "What?

turned to face him,

You remember that now. Me? I'm nothing. Of course you

weight of her emotions might shatter her from

her it

every part of him screamed

just be a fragile bandage

cold with resignation. "I understand,"

sadness was palpable, and Alex felt

hold her and tell her how much

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

is

the night sky. The only sound that lingered

future to her when he wasn't even sure he had

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