Chapter 291: The Night Run

**Thelma Zane’s Perspective** After the bride and groom were led into their new home, my duties as an honorary guest were complete. The parents of the newlyweds, visibly overwhelmed yet filled with gratitude, began dismissing the guests one by one. When it was my turn, they approached me with humble sincerity. "Thank you for gracing this wedding, Your Highness," they said. "If there’s anything that wasn’t to your satisfaction, please let us know." “Everything was perfect,” I reassured the nervous couple. “Avril is a dear friend of mine, and Perrin is a fine man. It’s been an honor to witness their union.” Since my royal identity had been unveiled, I had become accustomed to the mixture of reverence and fear I often evoked in others, even old acquaintances. What had once been a source of discomfort was now something I took in stride. As Aldrich drove us home, the Lycan Pack's vibrant nightlife unfolded outside the car windows like a living tapestry. Illuminated streets bo