Chapter 107 The Capture

**Dorothy’s POV** The air around us was heavy with tension, the kind that wrapped itself tightly around your lungs and made every breath feel like a battle of its own. The werewolf grandmasters stood poised, their faces etched with a determined resolve that mirrored the gravity of the moment. One of them exchanged a look with Thelma Zane, their silent communication a clear signal that the time had come. Thelma didn’t hesitate. Her voice cut through the chaos like a blade. “Now! Dorothy, go!” Summoning every ounce of focus I possessed, I drew upon the invisible currents of power that surrounded us. These threads of energy, imperceptible to the untrained eye, were what I needed to manipulate to achieve our goal. I closed my eyes, allowing myself to see the intricate web of transparent lines that stretched across the world. The threads were chaotic, some tangled into impossible knots while others soared skyward, their paths seemingly endless. My task was to identify the line c