Making his way back to his chambers, Dylan seethed in pain as the arm where Mona's claws had torn at his skin burned. He should have slammed her against the wall and made her unconscious, but he couldn't bring himself to do anything to hurt her.

　　As hard as it was to admit, she had been able to reach a very sensitive part of his heart, and there was no way he could harden that spot anymore. Her tears had him feeling some sort of ache in him.

　　Even though he would ...