#Chapter 123: Nothing Left To Lose

Hugh’s POV Conrad leaps, slamming his large wolf body into the door. The hinges and lock break at once, and the door falls down flat onto the floor. With the way clear, Declan zooms past his brother, still recovering from the crash of the door. Conrad composes himself almost immediately though, and takes off after Declan as Wes and I are still trying to get through the door. We all come to halt in the first sitting room. Ollie’s scent is in the air. She’s here somewhere, or was recently. Right now, the only person we see is Sylvia. She’s crying, her mascara making tracks down her cheeks, and she’s tied to a chair. “Oh, thank the Gods you are here!” she says when she sees us. Conrad, in wolf form, moves his jaws to the rope, ready to bite through them. At once, I shift, and tell him, “Wait.” Sylvia looks at me with dismay and underneath, alarm. “What are you doing? The caretaker is crazy. He tied me up and –” “Why are you here, Sylvia?” I ask. Maybe my brothers will