Everyone was confused and their eyes widened.
Evan calmly took a sip of wine and said expressionlessly, "Because she is a professor emeritus of the Royal Werewolf Institute."
"What?"
Everyone cried out in surprise, and their jaws were about to drop as his words sank in to their pea-sized minds.
Samantha found it even more unbelievable. "Tina, your research direction doesn't happen to be...?"
"What a coincidence. Tina's research direction is Werewolf Physiology. So, she is one of the judges who chose you as the winner."
Evan raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly. "But it's nothing. An outstanding Luna doesn't need such title."
"It's nothing. Keep a low profile," I said mockingly. I even shrugged my shoulders as I looked at Samantha, straight into her eyes.
With an awkward smile, I
