Aimee's POV
Our conversation came to a halt as Alpha Vincent was joined by the elder who would provide therapy for him.
"Elder!"
Alpha Vincent bowed, paying his respects to the old man with white eyes. Naturally, I followed suit.
"You, beautiful woman. Ugh!"
Suddenly, the elder touched my head, causing me pain. Alpha Vincent and I immediately looked up and saw blood coming out of the elder's mouth, leaving a red stain on his clean white robe.
"Elder, what happened?! Please sit down! Calm yourself!"
Alpha Vincent, along with three other members, helped the elder sit on the sofa. Meanwhile, I stood frozen, trying to decipher the meaning behind the old man's words.
The white-haired elder pointed in my direction, even though his entire eyes were white. I was certain that he was currently directing his gaze towards me.
"She... She's the cursed Luna. A great power shackles her, ugh!"
