Aria blinked.

Before the sound of the commotion reached her, she had already noticed the change in the weave. Around her, thin strands snapped and reconnected – all right before the crash. Her eyes were already following the strands so she saw what happened faster than Lucien did.

The large man – a beta wolf judging from the size of his lycan form – had felt a hand scrape through his coat and, without stopping to think or to even check if he had been stolen from, the man had lost ...