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.

raised an

night, the Chicago lords laid

I told them no.

coward."

them before Jaxon locked eyes

low but firm.

I've ever gone up against. I

even know who I am?" He remembered

the janitor's disguise to

got the arena's security footage,"

into the staff bathroom and

files. I'm not here to expose you - I'm here because I

hoping

the

bitterly, "They found out I wanted

me off. Managed to lose them just

enough to reach you."

tightened,

the air. "A nuclear

three lords into a

surge beneath his calm

We'll talk once you're

expression crumbled, despair gripping his bruised features. "My

everything is wrecked. I'll never fight

hard with quiet conviction. "Don't worry. I'll

stronger than ever."

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

arm with

is yours. Whatever you need

it."

long sigh, his expression easing as he gently helped Jaxon lie

against the bed.

promises," he muttered. "This is me paying you

about the Chicago lords."

a weary sleep, a faint smile lingering

his lips.

stood back, thoughtful eyes staring through the window,

the horizon had just become far

the accelerator, cutting swiftly through the

branch, his mind

courting death, and he needed to alert his

suddenly, red

road ahead, forming

Alex slammed

brakes, tires screeching sharply.

Panicked shouts echoed outside.

awful had clearly

open his door and stepped

people screamed desperately.

"Is there a

strode quickly toward the

the man's face - a large,

madame is

him through the maze of stopped

scene: two vehicles collided

armored luxury Hummer, barely damaged. The

cheap sedan, crumpled like

bodyguard flung open the luxury car door, revealing

small bleeding head, groaning in

desperate cry drew Alex's

son!"

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