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

had fallen, the thick canopy of trees rustling in the

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

awake,

out a hoarse whisper. "How long

Her voice was calm but tinged with

fried fish on a stick, and he took

sat beneath the moonlight,

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

neither of

broke

sat like

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flicked toward the fire.

pieces," he admitted. "It's all

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 hardened. "Don't start something you'll

wound, and he could hear the tremor

"But I promised you-"

"Promises are only

Alex understood that much.

kids, Alex. We didn't know how

caught the grief in her eyes, saw the tears she

twisted painfully. He knew his priority was uncovering his past; it

untouched than to break it for good. Alex swallowed hard. "I'm

set in

promise to someone like me? A nobody

on the

agony roiling in his chest. "What?

him, sorrow burning behind her

Alex. You remember that now.

the weight of

to protest, to tell her it was

him screamed that the timing was all

would just be a fragile bandage over a

understand," she said quietly. "I know where I

was palpable, and Alex felt paralyzed by his own

close the distance between them, to hold her and tell her how

grief acted

is lost in waiting," Kelly

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

her when he wasn't even

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