GENRE: Paranormal Romance
Irina has been abducted by a man and his vaporous sidekick, who claim she is descended from elementals and must save the human race. They're going to her grandparents' ranch to get a map. She thinks they're delusional.
(Irina's POV, continued from last scene.)
A little over twenty-four hours after they started, Fontaine pulled into the dirt and gravel driveway of her grandparents’ farm in West Texas. The hellish road trip had ended and other than get as far away from her companions as she could, the promise of a real bed beckoned. Even with an entire backseat to herself, sleeping in the car was subpar.
Her grandmother rushed out to meet them, wrapping Irina in a hug. “I wasn't expecting you. Did you drive all the way down?”
“Why didn't you call—?” Her gaze locked onto Fontaine, and she paled. “What's happened?”
Irina opened her mouth to introduce him and explain, but he spoke first.
“Aiden is recruiting an army.”
“Inside. Now.” Irina's grandmother scanned the area, then held the door open for them. “You too, Levara.”
Aether semi-materialized and floated inside, and Fontaine followed, though he stopped in the doorway to wait for Irina.
Irina didn't move. Gram not only understood what Fontaine was talking about, she didn't question it.
Her knees gave out and she sank to the ground while her heart felt as though it was about to break her ribs. Breathing was a challenge. Sure, she’d humored them in the car, but the hope of going home and forgetting everything had been squashed. On the dirt beneath her, ants paraded past, oblivious to the turmoil she was experiencing. Dusty, scuffed black shoes stepped into her line of vision and she looked up. Sunlight framed Fontaine with a halo, as though he were some guardian angel.