The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 316

Chapter 316

The next morning, sunlight splashed through the cracked windows as Alex

unlocked the door to his clinic.

His eyes narrowed sharply at the sight - a battered, bloodied figure sprawled

unconscious at his doorstep.

Alex's pulse quickened as he knelt beside the man, turning him over gently, only

to stare in disbelief.

"Jaxon Creed?" Alex muttered, astonishment darkening his features. "What the

hell happened to you?"

He studied the bruised face, swollen and marred with fresh wounds.

Jaxon Creed, the top knight from Chicago - this was no ordinary beatdown.

With cautious strength, Alex hoisted Jaxon over his shoulder and carried him

carefully inside, laying him on the examination bed.

As Alex assessed the injuries, his trained eyes hardened - gunshot wounds,

shattered bones, nerve damage so severe it made his stomach twist.

"Whoever did this wanted Jaxon crippled for life or dead.

Alex drew a deep breath, determination steadying his hands. Healing this man

would take time, but he trusted his skills to mend even the deepest wounds.

He administered a swift injection, followed by a miracle pill.

Minutes ticked by until finally, with a groan of agony, Jaxon's eyelids fluttered

open. His gaze wandered hazily until settling on Alex.

"You're awake," Alex said gruffly. "How do you feel?"

Jaxon blinked, dazed. "I feel terrible... Did you save me?"

Alex crossed his arms. "You see anyone else here?" he replied, dryly, hiding the

relief in his eyes.

Jaxon tried to sit up, a flash of pain forcing a hiss through clenched teeth.

""Thank you," he muttered earnestly, struggling to bow his head.

"Stay put," Alex snapped firmly, pressing him back onto the bed. "You're barely

holding together."

Jaxon's eyes darkened, shame and frustration fighting across his battered face.

Alex crossed his arms, curiosity biting at him. "You're a tough. Who could've

broken you this badly?"

Jaxon stared at the ceiling, jaw tightening with silent torment. Finally, he

swallowed the humiliation and spoke quietly, each word dragged from his throat.

"I came looking for you," he admitted, voice raw with effort.

an

the Chicago lords laid it all out -

them no. Joining them would've made

coward."

heavy between them before Jaxon locked eyes with Alex,

low but firm.

I've ever gone up against. I want you

eyes. "Do you even know who I am?" He

disguise to face

the arena's

staff bathroom and change

you - I'm here because I need to

hoping

didn't speak, the

"They found out I wanted to meet you and warn

me down. Nearly finished me off. Managed to lose them

enough to reach you."

jaw tightened, "What's their

heavily, chilling the air. "A nuclear

into a full-scale war

rush of anger surge beneath his calm

"Rest first. We'll talk once you're

crumbled, despair gripping his bruised features.

is wrecked. I'll never

with quiet conviction. "Don't

stronger than ever."

across Jaxon's eyes, sparking fiercely in his weary gaze.

arm with desperate

yours. Whatever you need -

it."

expression easing as he gently

against the bed.

muttered. "This is me paying you back -

about the Chicago lords."

finally relaxing into a weary sleep, a faint

his lips.

eyes staring through

the horizon had just

floored the accelerator, cutting

branch, his mind

death, and he needed

suddenly, red brake

road

jam. Alex slammed

brakes, tires screeching sharply.

Panicked shouts echoed outside.

awful had

stepped onto the street. Chaos surrounded

people screamed desperately.

cried frantically. "Is there

toward the voice. "I'm a

face - a large, imposing

madame is

followed him through the maze of stopped

horrific scene: two vehicles collided

Hummer, barely damaged. The

sedan, crumpled like

flung open the luxury car

small bleeding head,

cry drew Alex's attention away.

son!"

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