Beast Taming: Reincarnated With The Ultimate Bond System!-Chapter 227 - : : The Quiet Before Tomorrow!

The living room was quiet, but not empty.

Aiden sat on the long sofa at the center of the room, his posture relaxed but never careless. His back rested against the cushions, one arm draped loosely along the backrest.

On his lap sat Leona.

Her small dragon wings, still too young to be fully majestic but already beautiful in their own way, twitched lightly.

The faint crimson membranes caught the light, glowing faintly as if they carried warmth within them.

Aiden’s fingers tracing the edges of one wing. He lifted it slowly, opening it with careful precision, as if handling something precious. Then he folded it back, only to stretch it again moments later, testing the flexibility of the delicate structure with quiet curiosity.

Leona burst into laughter, her voice bright and unrestrained.

"Daddy, stoppp~!"

Her tail flicked upward in protest, the red scales shimmering faintly as it swayed behind her, but she made no attempt to move away from his lap. Instead, she leaned back against his chest, clearly enjoying the attention despite her complaints.

Aiden tilted his head slightly, his expression innocent to the point of mockery.

"Why?" he asked calmly, as if he truly did not understand the reason behind her protest.

"You’re messing it up!" Leona protested, her cheeks puffing slightly.

"I’m not," Aiden replied, adjusting her wing again with the same slow, deliberate movements. "I’m checking if it’s grown."

Leona froze instantly. Her laughter stopped. Her body stiffened. Her eyes widened.

"...It grew?" she asked in a small, uncertain voice.

Aiden leaned forward slightly, examining her wings with exaggerated seriousness, as if he was studying an ancient artifact rather than a father teasing his daughter.

"Mmm," he hummed thoughtfully. "Maybe half a centimeter."

Leona gasped.

Her red eyes sparkled as if someone had poured starlight into them.

"Really?!" she exclaimed.

Aiden nodded once.

That single nod was enough.

Leona straightened proudly, her wings spreading slightly as if responding to her sudden surge of confidence. She puffed out her chest, lifting her chin with dramatic seriousness.

"I told Mummy I’d grow faster than everyone!" she declared.

From Aiden’s right side, Liri watched the entire exchange quietly.

She sat close to him, her posture neat and composed, legs tucked beneath her in a way that reflected her gentle nature.

A faint smile curved her lips as she observed Leona’s excitement.

On Aiden’s left side sat Noir.

She was quieter than both of them. She sat close to Aiden.

Her red eyes watched everything silently.

She did not laugh like Leona.

She did not smile as openly as Liri.

But her gaze never left Aiden and the scene unfolding before her.

Suddenly, Leona turned her head toward Aiden with sudden seriousness.

"Daddy," she said.

Aiden looked down at her. "Yes?"

Her wings fluttered slightly, reacting to her excitement.

"Tomorrow," she said, her voice filled with anticipation, "Mummy said you and the others are going to the magic school."

Aiden nodded without hesitation.

"Yes," he replied calmly. "We are."

Leona’s face lit up as if someone had ignited a flame inside her chest.

"You’re gonna learn super cool magic?!" she asked eagerly.

Liri tilted her head slightly, curiosity sparkling in her eyes.

"And big spells?" she added softly.

"Yes," Aiden answered.

Leona clenched her tiny fists, her wings flaring slightly as if responding to her emotions.

"Then you’ll be super strong!" she said with absolute conviction. "And you’ll protect everyone!"

Aiden smiled faintly.

After a moment, Liri looked up at him again.

Her voice was softer now, hesitant.

"...Daddy."

Aiden turned his head toward her.

"Yes, baby?"

She hesitated for a moment, her eyes shifting slowly toward the hallway.

"...What about her?"

Aiden understood immediately.

He did not answer right away.

Instead, he gently folded Leona’s wings back into place, before resting his hand on her head.

Then he looked at Liri and Noir.

"She’s not going to the magic school," he said calmly.

Liri’s eyes widened slightly.

Leona tilted her head, confused.

"Why?" she asked.

Aiden looked forward again, his gaze distant for a moment.

"Because," he said quietly, "she’s still learning how to breathe freely."

"Breath freely?" Leona asked, not understanding.

The words were simple.

But they carried weight.

Liri lowered her gaze slightly.

Noir’s fingers tightened around the edge of her dress, as if she understood more than she wanted to admit.

After a brief pause, Aiden continued.

"But," he added softly, "she’s not alone."

He looked at them again.

At Leona.

At Liri.

At Noir.

"You three are going to take care of her."

Leona blinked.

"...Us?"

Aiden nodded.

"Yes."

Leona straightened instantly.

Her wings fluttered with renewed excitement.

"I can do that!" she said without hesitation.

Liri smiled softly.

"...Me too," she whispered.

Noir hesitated for a moment. Then she nodded, shyly.

Aiden watched them quietly.

His gaze softened in a way that few people had ever seen.

Leona thought about it for half a second.

Then her face brightened.

"I’ll teach her how to fly!" she declared.

Liri giggled softly.

"And I’ll teach her how to read," she said.

Noir spoke quietly.

"...I’ll stay with her."

Aiden looked at them. For a moment, he didn’t say anything.

Then he lifted his hand and gently placed it on Leona’s head.

Then Liri’s.

Then Noir’s.

One by one.

His touch was warm.

"That’s my girls," he said quietly.

Leona smiled proudly.

Liri’s cheeks flushed faintly.

Noir looked away slightly.

For a moment, the living room remained wrapped in quiet warmth.

Then—

The door opened.

Soft footsteps entered the room.

Aiden lifted his gaze first.

Leona noticed a second later, her wings twitching faintly.

Liri turned her head.

Noir’s eyes widened slightly.

Standing at the entrance was Selvara.

Her presence alone seemed to shift the atmosphere of the room.

Her long silver hair fell over her shoulders like moonlight, horns curving elegantly from her head, dark tattoos tracing across her pale skin like living ink. She looked calm at first—but the moment her eyes met the scene before her, something softened inside them.

Aiden on the sofa.

Leona on his lap.

Liri and Noir beside him.

Peace.

Family.

Selvara paused for a heartbeat.

Then she walked forward.

Noir looked at her.

Her lips parted slightly.

"Mummy."

Selvara froze for half a second.

Then her expression melted into something warm.

Something rare.

Something gentle.

She stepped closer, her voice quiet and soft.

"Hey, baby."

Aiden tilted his head slightly, watching Selvara with quiet amusement.

"Hey, beautiful."

Selvara stopped walking.

Her cheeks flushed faintly.

She looked away slightly, clicking her tongue.

"Tch..."

But she didn’t argue.

Instead, she stepped closer to the sofa and looked at the girls.

Her voice softened even more.

"Hey, babies," she said gently. "Can you go play with Luna-Mummy for a while?"

Leona blinked.

Liri nodded instantly.

Noir looked between Selvara and Aiden.

Selvara continued calmly.

"Mummy needs to talk with Daddy for a bit."

Leona hopped down from Aiden’s lap.

"Okay!" she said brightly.

Liri stood up gracefully.

"Come on, Noir," she whispered.

Noir hesitated for a moment.

Then she nodded.

Together, the three girls walked toward the hallway.

Leona turned back once.

She looked at Aiden and Selvara with serious eyes.

"Don’t fight," she warned.

Aiden raised an eyebrow slightly.

"We won’t," he replied calmly.

Satisfied, Leona nodded and disappeared into the hallway with Liri and Noir.

The door closed softly.

Silence filled the room again.

But it was different now.

Heavier.

More intimate.

Selvara stood still for a moment.

Her arms were loosely crossed.

Her expression unreadable.

Aiden leaned back slightly on the sofa.

His gaze was calm.

Observant.

"You need something," he said quietly.

Selvara’s eyes flickered.

Her lips pressed into a thin line.

"I don’t," she replied immediately.

Aiden tilted his head slightly.

"Mhm."

Selvara frowned.

Her brows knitted together.

"What’s that supposed to mean?"

Aiden didn’t answer right away.

He simply watched her.

Selvara held his gaze for a few seconds.

Then, suddenly—

She walked forward.

Without hesitation.

Without warning.

She sat down on his lap.

Her back rested against his chest, her posture stiff at first, as if she were forcing herself to do it rather than admitting she wanted to.

Aiden froze for half a second.

Then his lips curved faintly.

Selvara looked away, her cheeks burning red.

Her voice was low.

"Don’t you dare comment," she said sharply.

Aiden’s arm slowly wrapped around her waist.

Then—

He leaned closer.

So close that his breath brushed against the side of her neck.

Selvara stiffened instantly.

"...Don’t," she muttered, her voice low but lacking conviction.

Aiden didn’t answer.

Instead, he lowered his head slightly.

His lips brushed lightly against her skin.

Selvara’s shoulders relaxed slightly without her realizing it.

She rested her head lightly against his shoulder, as if allowing herself to lean on him just a little.

"Tch..." she whispered, her cheeks burning. "You’re doing it on purpose."

Aiden’s lips curved faintly. He kissed her neck again. This time, slower. Longer.

Selvara’s shoulders relaxed without her permission.

Her head tilted slightly, resting more fully against his shoulder.

As if she was unconsciously giving him better access.

Aiden noticed. Of course he did.

His lips traced lightly along her neck, never rushing, but never retreating either.

"So," he murmured near her ear, "you really didn’t need anything?"

Selvara clicked her tongue.

Her fingers tightened slightly over his arm.

"...Shut up."

Selvara swallowed.

Her voice came out quieter than she wanted.

"...Stop looking so calm."

Aiden whispered near her ear.

"You’re the one who sat on my lap."

Selvara froze.

"...Shut up."

But she didn’t move away.

Aiden chuckled softly.

His hand rested more securely around her.

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

The living room felt quieter than before.

Then Aiden spoke again, his voice lower now.

"What did you want to talk about?"

Selvara didn’t answer immediately.

Instead, she placed her hand over his arm—the one wrapped around her.

Her voice was calm now.

But serious.

"Tell me something," she said.

Aiden listened.

Selvara turned her head slightly,i, looking at him from the corner of her eye.

"How did you know... that the Pale Hands were going to attack?"

The words hung in the air.

Aiden’s expression didn’t change.

Selvara turned her head slightly, looking at him from the corner of her eye.

"You weren’t surprised," she continued quietly. "You weren’t confused. You weren’t reacting like everyone else."

Her fingers tightened slightly on his arm.

"It was like you were waiting for it."

Aiden remained silent for a moment.

Then he smiled faintly.

A slow smile.

One that wasn’t playful anymore.

Selvara frowned.

"Don’t smile like that," she muttered.

"It’s annoying."

Aiden leaned slightly closer to her ear.

His voice dropped.

"If I tell you," he said softly, "you’ll get angry."

Selvara scoffed lightly.

"I’m already angry."

Aiden’s lips curved slightly more.

Selvara felt the warmth of his presence behind her.

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END OF Chapter : 227 : THE QUIET BEFORE TOMORROW!

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