Angry God (All Saints High, #3)

by L.J. Shen

If you want to look at your fiercest protector, at the one person you can always count on, take a good look in the mirror.

He’d betrayed me every time he’d let someone else touch him after the day he’d threatened to kiss me, after showing me the first traces of his humanity, after we looked at each other and knew—knew—anyone else was a terrible mistake. We weren’t coincidence. We were fate.