Chapter 289: Imagination

Selma Payne's POV:

When we returned to Avril's side, the lunchbox on the table was still unopened.

"Why didn't you open it?"

"I... I'm nervous!"

We didn't know how to react, but we encouraged Avril to gather her courage. She had to eat lunch. It would be bad if she fainted from hunger during the midnight ceremony!

After taking a few deep breaths, Avril opened the lid with a slight tremble.

A small iron box was in the corner of the exquisitely arranged food. Opening it, there was a black bracelet shining with a subtle luster.

Avril covered his mouth as if she was about to cry again.

Every werewolf had heard such a bedtime story when they were young:

Long ago, the Moon Goddess sent a valkyrie to the mortal world to find her lost spear. This spear had been picked up by a young man who lived in the depths of the forest and used it as the pillar of his house.