End of Days (Penryn & the End of Days, #3)

by Susan Ee

“Enough.” Raffe doesn’t look amused. “You’re not her type.” The Watchers smile knowingly. “How do you know?” I ask. Raffe turns to me. “Because angels aren’t your type. You hate them, remember?” “But these guys aren’t angels anymore.” Raffe arches his brow at me. “You should be with a nice human boy. One who takes your orders and puts up with your demands. Someone who dedicates his life to keeping you safe and well fed. Someone who can make you happy. Someone you can be proud of.” He waves his hand at the Watchers. “There’s nobody like that in this lot.” I glare at him. “I’ll be sure to pass him by you first before I”—settle for—“choose him.” “You do that. I’ll let him know what’s expected of him.” “Assuming he survives your interrogation,” says Howler. “Big assumption,” says Cyclone. “I’d like to be there to watch,” says Hawk. “Should be interesting.”