Xylendra turned scarlet. Still breathless from earlier. "Va-chan! Don’t say things like that!"

Lysandra smiled serenely from her seat. "Children... try to keep your voices down. Some things are better saved for the bedroom... or the classroom bench, as Nayla seems to prefer."

Nayla winked at the elegant woman. "You know me so well, Lysandra~"

Aiden pulled Nayla closer, his hand still firmly on her ass as he spoke against her lips. "You did more than good out there. You were perfect. Now be a good wife and sit still for a bit... unless you want me to start fulfilling that promise early."

Nayla shivered with delight, pressing her voluptuous body more firmly against him. "Mmm... tempting. But I can wait... barely."

Selvara lifted her head just enough to mutter against Aiden’s collarbone, "Hmph... if she gets too loud later, I’m blaming you."

Aiden laughed softly and kissed the top of Selvara’s horned head. "Noted."

Luna’s wolf ears perked up again as she nudged closer for more headpats. "Can we all get rewards after the tournament? I want ear scratches and maybe... maybe some belly rubs too!"

Nyxion peeked through her fingers, still blushing. "I want lap time again after Nayla’s done hogging it."

Nayla simply smiled smugly, grinding once more against Aiden’s thigh as she whispered hotly in his ear, "Don’t worry, husband... I’ll make sure you’re very, very satisfied tonight. Hard. Just like I asked."

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Suddenly Elowen Voss’s sharp, authoritative voice suddenly rang out across the colosseum, cutting through the excited murmurs of the crowd.

"Next duel: Luna Nightshade versus Elara Voss. Contestants, please proceed to the platform."

The moment the announcement echoed, Luna bounced up from her seat with unrestrained excitement. Her wolf ears shot straight up, twitching wildly, and her tail wagged so fast it was almost a blur. The energetic wolf girl’s eyes sparkled with pure joy as she turned toward Aiden, practically vibrating in place.

"Master! Did you hear that? It’s my turn!" Luna exclaimed, her voice bright and full of energy. "I’m going to fight for you!"

Aiden smiled warmly at her enthusiasm, his smug expression softening into genuine affection. "That’s right. Go out there and show everyone what my cute wolf can do. I’ll be cheering the loudest for you, Luna."

Lysandra nodded gracefully from her seat. "Luna. We all believe in you."

Nayla, still comfortably perched on Aiden’s right lap, licked her lips and gave a sultry little wave. "Mmm~ Go have fun, little wolf. Make it flashy for our husband~"

Nyxion clapped her hands enthusiastically, her fluffy black-skinned cheeks lifting in a smile. "Yeah! Win big, Luna! I’ll cheer super loud!"

Zerra bounced in her seat. "Beat her quick and come back so we can celebrate together!"

Xylendra offered a soft, sincere smile. "Be careful, but show them your strength, Luna."

Valeforia grinned wickedly. "Don’t hold back too much. I want to see you play a little~"

Aethoniel fluttered her delicate wings shyly. "Good luck... I know you’ll be wonderful."

Arisha gave a firm nod. "Fight with honor. We’re all watching."

Vegia crossed her arms, nodding. "Stay safe out there, but win."

Selvara huffed from Aiden’s left side, but her white eyes were warm. "Hmph... just don’t embarrass My Lordr. You’ve got this."

Venya rumbled happily, her deep voice encouraging. "Luna will make My Lord proud! Go roar for My Lord!"

Liana grinned widely from beside Ela. "Go kick some noble ass, Luna! Make it look easy!"

Ela, the younger half-sister of Elarion and Elara Voss, shifted nervously in her seat. She looked up at Luna with wide eyes, her voice soft but sincere. "Onee-sama is really strong, Luna... so please be careful. But... good luck. I hope you both fight well."

Luna turned to Ela with a bright, cheerful grin, her wolf ears perking up even higher. "Don’t worry, Ela! I’ll be fine! But I’m fighting for Master, so I’ll do my very best. Thank you for cheering for me!"

Aiden beckoned Luna closer with two fingers. "Come here for a moment."

Luna leaned in excitedly, her tail still wagging furiously behind her. Aiden gently cupped her right cheek, his thumb brushing over her soft skin. He pulled her into a deep, affectionate kiss — warm, lingering, and full of quiet promise. Luna melted into it with a happy little whimper, her wolf ears folding back in bliss.

When he finally broke the kiss, a thin strand of saliva briefly connected their lips. Aiden looked into her eyes and said firmly, "Give it your best out there, Luna. Make me proud."

Luna nodded excitedly, her cheeks flushed. "I will, Master! Watch me closely, okay? I’m going to win for you!"

She beamed brightly toward the central stage, practically glowing with determination and joy. With one last playful bounce, Luna turned and began making her way down the stairs toward the arena platform, her wolf ears twitching with every excited step and her tail swishing happily behind her.

The commoners’ cheers grew louder as they spotted the energetic wolf girl descending. Meanwhile, the nobles’ section remained tense, especially around Elowen Voss, whose expression had grown even colder at the announcement of her own family member stepping into the ring against one of Nightshade’s wives.

Nayla shifted playfully on Aiden’s lap, whispering hotly against his ear, "Your little wolf is so eager... I can’t wait to see how she celebrates when she comes back~"

Aiden smirked, his hand still resting possessively on Nayla’s thick thigh. "Neither can I."

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Elowen Voss’s sharp voice still lingered in the air after announcing the next duel when, a few meters away from the main noble groups, Elara Voss let out a soft, excited giggle. She was nestled comfortably against her twin brother Elarion, her head resting gently on his shoulder, their fingers tightly intertwined in the space between them. The position looked innocent enough to any casual observer — just close siblings offering each other quiet support — but the warmth in their touch and the way their bodies leaned into one another told a far more intimate story.

Elara’s eyes sparkled with a mix of nervousness and pure, childlike delight as she tilted her head slightly. Her voluptuous figure pressed softly against his side, the academy uniform doing little to hide her generous curves.

"Dear brother..." she whispered cutely, her voice low and sweet, meant only for his ears. No one else could hear them over the buzzing crowd and the distance they had deliberately kept. "Did you hear? It’s my turn against that wolf girl, Luna Nightshade. I’m going to fight really hard... and I’m definitely going to win for you!"

Elarion’s heart skipped at her words. He squeezed her hand gently, his own eyes softening with the same mad, all-consuming affection he always felt when she was this close. His free arm shifted subtly to rest along her back, careful not to draw attention. "Of course you will, Elara. You’re strong... and beautiful when you fight. I’ll be watching every moment."

Elara’s cheeks flushed a pretty pink. She nuzzled her head a little more firmly against his shoulder, her voice turning playful and head-over-heels like a lovestruck child. "Hehe~ You always say such nice things to me, dear brother. But you have to promise something important! If I win... you have to be ready for my reward when we get back. Just the two of us, okay? No one else can know..."

She bit her lower lip cutely, eyes half-lidded with innocent yet heated anticipation. Her thumb stroked the back of his hand in slow, affectionate circles. "I want you to hold me tight... and kiss me everywhere like you always do when we’re alone. And maybe... more than just kissing. You know what I mean, right? I’ve been thinking about it the whole time we’ve been sitting here."

Elarion’s breath caught, a rush of heat flooding through him at her bold yet childlike words. He was just as madly in love with her — obsessed, even — and the secret thrill of their forbidden closeness made every whispered promise feel electric. "I know exactly what you mean," he murmured back, voice low and tender, laced with the same romantic hunger. "If you win, I’ll give you everything you want, Elara. I’ll spoil you rotten... touch you the way you like, slow and gentle at first, then however much you beg for. You’re my everything. Winning or losing doesn’t change how crazy I am about you."

Elara let out a tiny, delighted squeak, squeezing his hand tighter as she squirmed happily against his side. "Really? Promise? You’ll make me feel all warm and tingly inside like last time? I love when you get possessive and call me your good girl... even though we have to hide it here." Her voice dropped even softer, almost a pouty whine. "It’s so hard not to kiss you right now, dear brother. I want to climb into your lap and let you hold me forever... but I know we can’t let anyone see. It would ruin everything."

Elarion chuckled quietly, his thumb brushing over her knuckles reassuringly. "I want that too — more than you know. Just focus on the fight for now. Win for me, Elara... and tonight, when no one’s watching, I’ll reward my beautiful sister properly. I’ll make you moan my name until you can’t think straight."

Elara’s eyes gleamed with mad affection and childish excitement. "Hehe~ I’ll win extra hard then! For my dear brother’s special touches... and all the naughty things we’ll do later. You better be ready~ I might even ask you to be a little rough if I feel extra victorious."

She stayed cuddled against him, their intertwined hands hidden between their bodies, hearts racing with the same forbidden love. The crowd’s noise swelled as Luna began descending toward the arena, but for Elara and Elarion, the world had narrowed to these secret, romantic whispers and the sweet promise of what awaited them in private.

Elara giggled again, soft and bubbly. "Don’t worry, dear brother. Your little sister will make you so proud... and then you can reward me all night long."

Elarion smiled, squeezing her hand once more. "I’m counting on it."

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END OF Chapter : 316 : YOUR LITTLE SISTER WILL MAKE YOU PROUD!

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