Chapter 181. Plagioclase Stone

Raina’s POV

For a while, I walked through the area to meet and greet a few Bolivian and Ugandan Elders and Alphas. Venus disappeared, taking the girls with her. It did not bother me. There were so many enthusiastic faces that expected to have a moment with me.

Approachable and humble, I interacted with them until my feet hurt, and I decided that it was time to have lunch. Luckily, they freed me from the social binds.

“Peaches!” I spotted her under the blue infirmary tent. I waved her over. “Oof!”

I bumped into something.

No.

Someone. Oops!

Quickly, I lurched my hand out to grab her arm, keeping her on her feet. I checked on the old, gray-haired, short woman that I almost knocked to the ground. “Oh my gosh! Are you okay?”

The wind blew her wizened and straw-like hair as she raised her saggy chin. She wasn’t smiling, but her wrinkled eyes, a deep, amethyst color, laser in on me as if I was her target for the day. Warily,