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.

woke with a start, heart pounding from his

fallen, the thick canopy of trees rustling in the cool

still lying beside the faint embers of a dying campfire; the old man dozed

however, remained wide awake, carefully

forced out a hoarse whisper. "How long was

voice

him a piece of fried fish on a stick, and he took it gratefully, hunger

beneath the moonlight, chewing in

the trees, each rustle and

of

broke the

we sat like this, eating

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toward the

he admitted. "It's

cleared his throat and said softly, "About our childhood promise...' Kelly's gaze hardened. "Don't start something

words were blunt, meant to wound, and he could hear the

"But I promised you-"

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

Alex understood that much.

Alex. We didn't know how complicated life could get. Don't... don't

eyes, saw the tears she was

uncovering his past; it had

was kinder to leave their promise untouched than

in

Sorry you ever made that promise to

cracked on the last

roiling in

turned to face him, sorrow burning behind her

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

trembling, as though the weight of her

her it

part of him screamed that the timing was all

offered now would just be a fragile bandage

resignation. "I understand,"

Alex felt paralyzed by his own

hold her and tell her how much he

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

is lost in waiting," Kelly

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

a future to her when he wasn't even sure

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