A werewolf's scent is extremely sensitive or even outright supernatural.
One of the Shade Crawlers sniffed out an important figure while ransacking the Sky City that had Dorn's scent and decided to report it to Varya. And from there, Linthia secured this figure, knowing full well that the night wouldn't be the last night they were going to deal with the sky people.
Rex has no involvement in that ordeal.
And when he came to learn about it, he was rather pleased with her initiatives.
Now, he has guaranteed safety.
As for offending Dorn? He didn't care.
Linthia wrapped her hand around the nephew's neck from behind, ready to rip it apart.
"No, wait!" Dorn took a step forward, but immediately corrected his mistake. "Don't kill him! I'll take full responsibility fo this mistake another way. You will benefit more if you let him live instead of killing him."
Despite what he said, Linthia pushed her fingers into the skin.
She has no intention of stopping.
