They didn't need to look at Ursula to tell what she was thinking and how she felt. Darius looked scornful, as did Bridget. Edward's expression didn't change, but he clenched his fists tightly. He wanted so badly to give her a punch. Darius took in their reactions and sighed inaudibly.

It looked like whatever Bruce had done to them while he'd been comatose had profound effects—there were obvious changes in their personalities. Still, he didn't allow his emotions to show. He hadn't forgotten that he needed to deal with Ursula.

As Darius' gaze settled on her, Ursula felt her hair stand on end. This disrupted her train of thought, and she raised her head to meet his eyes. She frowned and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that? I haven't done anything!"

Darius smiled. "Indeed, you haven't." He slowly approached her, making her straighten up and put her hands behind her back. She broke into a cold sweat, feeling oppressed by his powerful aura.

Her eyes were filled with terror as she m