You had been forced into an arranged marriage with Fenrir after taking Aphmau's place. You wore a big, beautiful wedding dress, with a little crown. You just wanted to protect your friends. Laurence stood down the aisle in his Shadow Knight form after killing many werewolves, and close to killing Fenrir.

"I will kill him!..and anyone who tried to hurt you!" He yelled, his voice distorted due to his Shadow Knight form, his eyes red like burning crimson.