Chapter 95: The Fight to Death

"I will," Mitch said, "but not for the reasons that you would. If you fall, I want to watch her suffer, and watch your children grow up without a father, just like I did."

Logan’s eyes flashed. “Micheal was always there for you,” he retorted.

“No, Logan. He wasn’t.” Mitch stared off into the distance. “You took him from me. You're not even of his flesh, but he always preferred you as his son. I cannot begin to count the number of times he told me to try to be more like you, to follow your example. And Isabella! She gave my hugs and kisses to you."

Logan was silent for a second. “Micheal wasn’t as harsh on me as he was on you because you were his son. He wanted the best for you. I was someone else’s. He was an excellent father-figure, but he was not my father. He was yours. He treated me that way because I would someday be the Emperor, but you were the one he placed all his hopes on. You were his little