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 eyebrow, skeptical.

night, the Chicago lords laid it all out -

told them no.

coward."

heavy between them before Jaxon locked eyes

low but firm.

strongest fighter I've ever gone up against. I want you to

even know who I am?" He

the janitor's disguise to

got the arena's security footage,"

you sneak into the staff bathroom and change into that

you - I'm here because I

hoping you'll

speak, the silence heavy and

found out I wanted to meet you and warn

hunted me down. Nearly finished me

enough to reach you."

tightened,

the air. "A nuclear

into a full-scale war

rush of anger surge beneath his calm exterior, yet his

first. We'll talk once you're

expression crumbled, despair gripping his bruised

everything is wrecked. I'll never fight

forward, eyes hard with quiet conviction. "Don't

stronger than ever."

eyes, sparking

Alex's arm with desperate

life is yours. Whatever you need -

it."

let out a long sigh, his expression easing as

against the bed.

me paying you back

about the Chicago lords."

a weary sleep, a faint smile

his lips.

staring through the window, knowing the

horizon had just

accelerator, cutting swiftly through

his mind

death, and he needed to alert his people -

red brake

road

Alex slammed

brakes, tires screeching sharply.

Panicked shouts echoed outside.

awful had

stepped onto the street. Chaos surrounded

people screamed desperately.

someone cried frantically. "Is

the voice.

flashed across the man's face - a large, imposing

madame is

him through the maze of stopped

scene: two vehicles collided

massive, armored luxury Hummer, barely damaged. The other

cheap sedan,

flung open the luxury car door, revealing a well-dressed

head, groaning in

Alex's attention

son!"

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