Chapter 44: A Wolf with Magic

**Dorothy’s POV** That day came without warning, changing my life in ways I never imagined. My mixed bloodline, long dormant, suddenly surged to life. Without any warning, I became something I had only read about in old, fearful whispers—a wolf that could wield magic. I didn’t know how to face my grandmother after this transformation. She had always detested the part of me that came from my father. Over the years, she subjected me to countless punishments in an effort to purge the "taint" from my blood. Canings, silver whips, burns, and smuggled holy water became regular tools of her so-called purification rituals. None of it worked. The witch’s blood she scorned and called "trash" had finally taken root, growing strong within me. Despite her efforts, the magic within me awakened, undeniable and irreversible. Soon, I was taken to the royal palace to meet the Lycan King. The journey felt surreal. I assumed my fate was sealed—I would be executed, a necessary sacrifice to m