The Final Gambit (The Inheritance Games #3)

by Jennifer Lynn Barnes

I found Jameson at the edge of the Black Wood. He was wearing a white tuxedo that fit his body far too well and standing next to an honest-to-God hot-air balloon. Jameson Winchester Hawthorne. I ran like the ball gown wasn’t weighing me down, like I didn’t have a knife strapped to my thigh. Jameson caught me, our bodies colliding. “Happy birthday, Heiress.”

“I don’t do vulnerable,” Thea retorted. “It clashes with my bitch aesthetic.”

I could remember the way he’d looked climbing out of the water, dripping wet in an Armani suit.

“I love you. I would die to protect you. I would make you hate me to keep you safe because damn it, Avery—some things are too precious to gamble.”