#Chapter 243: The Gown

Agnes After lazing about on the forest floor for a while, neither of us eager to move or disentangle our limbs from one another, Elijah and I finally made our way back to the house. Our mate bond was still humming pleasantly after our escapade, and already, I felt the urge to have another tryst. Was this how it felt to be marked to one’s mate? Constantly wanting to do nothing but run through the forest and make love? “What should we do for the rest of the day?” Elijah asked, pulling me close to his side as we approached the house. “We could go for another run. Or maybe see if Thea wants to go to the park. Or go up to the bedroom for another romp…” “Hmm,” I hummed, shivering slightly at the sensation of his warm breath fanning across my neck. “I’m open to—” My words trailed off as we stepped through the front door. There was an envelope sitting on the small table by the door, and I recognized the seal immediately. My family’s seal: red and gold wax with a