Chapter 698

Little Saviour
Zane stood up, lifting little Scarlett into his arms. Olivia noticed the girl looked very pale and weak, her small body trembling. Even though her heart went out to the child, Olivia’s soul screamed for her own family. The memory of the explosion she had heard earlier still echoed in her mind.

​”I have to check on the boys,” Olivia said, her voice tight with worry.

​Lennox, Levi, and Louis stepped toward her, wanting to go too, but Olivia didn’t wait. She closed her eyes, focused on the image of the mansion’s safe room, and pulled on her power. In a flash of white light, she vanished from the smoky forest.

​Olivia appeared in the grand hallway of the house. The air was different here—smelling of old books and stone instead of fire and blood. The house was deathly quiet, which terrified her.

​”Boys! Babies!” she screamed.

​She ran to the library, where the floor was covered in a thin layer of dust. Some windows had shattered from the blast outside, but the house was still standing. She found the secret stone wall and pressed her hand to the scanner. Her hands were shaking so much that the machine didn’t recognize her at first. She took a deep breath, steadied her palm, and tried again.

​The wall moved. The heavy door opened with a quiet hiss.

​Olivia ran inside and stopped. The room was perfectly intact. All the children were sitting together on the large bed. The six guards inside were instantly alert; they didn’t recognize Olivia at first because she was covered in blood and soot. They moved in front of the children, growling and ready to attack the “intruder.”

​”Mommy!”

​The children’s voices broke the tension. The guards quickly stepped back, bowing their heads in apology as they realized it was their Luna. The boys and girls scrambled off the bed and ran to her as fast as they could. Olivia fell to her knees, pulling them into a tight huddle. Her dirty, blood-stained clothes ruined their clean pajamas, but she didn’t care. She just needed to feel their heartbeats. She kissed their cheeks and held them until her own shaking finally stopped.

​Leo looked up at her with wide, concerned eyes. “Mother, you’re messy. Where are fathers? Did we win the war?”

​Olivia wiped a tear from her face, leaving a smudge of dirt behind. She smiled at him, her voice filled with relief. “We won, darling,” she whispered, smoothing his hair. “Your fathers are okay. We were in trouble, but God sent an angel to help us. He saved us all.”

​Back in the forest, the smoke began to clear. The warriors walked through the remains of the camp, counting the survivors. There were only ten rogues left alive, including Zane and his small family.

​The victory was massive. Hundreds of rogues lay dead in the ash, yet not a single Trinity warrior had been killed. Only a few had minor injuries. Everyone knew the truth: they were alive because of Olivia’s fire.

​A head warrior stepped over the rubble and approached the Alphas. He looked worried. “Alpha, your father isn’t here. We searched every tent and every body. We didn’t find him. It seems he ran away before the fire reached the center of the camp.”

​Lennox let out a deep, frustrated growl that made the trees tremble. The rogue camp was burnt to ashes, but the man he hated most had escaped again. “Find him!” Lennox ordered. “Search every inch of these woods. He can’t have gone far.”

​He turned away from the destruction and saw Zane. The man was holding his wife’s hand, and they were already starting to walk toward the dark tree line.

​”Where are you going?” Lennox called out.

​Zane stopped and looked back, his face tired. “I have no idea,” he admitted. “But we will figure it out. We are used to moving.”

​Louis stepped forward, looking confused. “You don’t belong to a pack? A man with your skills?”

​Zane sighed. “It is a long story. I was banished from my birth pack years ago.”

​”Why?” Lennox asked.

​It was Zane’s wife who spoke up. She looked at her husband with love and sadness. “Because of me,” she said softly. “Zane is the second son of the Alpha of the Nightfall Pack. His father wanted him to marry a high-ranking female to make the pack stronger, but Zane refused. We were true mates. His father was so angry that he banished him.”

​Lennox felt a sharp pull of sympathy in his chest. He looked at the woman and then back at Zane. He knew that if he were in that position with Olivia, he would have done the exact same thing. He would have chosen his mate over a kingdom every time.

​His eyes fell on their little girl, Scarlett. She looked so small in Zane’s arms—about the same age as his own triplets—but her skin was pale and her breathing was heavy.

​”Is she sick?” Lennox asked, his voice softening.

​”Yes,” Zane replied, hugging her tighter. “She has been sick for the past month. The Rogue King refused to let a doctor see her. He used her to keep me in line. He told me if I didn’t help him with his magic and his traps, he would let her fade away to nothing.”

​Lennox felt a surge of respect for the man. He knew the agony of being forced to choose between honor and a child’s life.

​”But,” Zane continued, looking at his daughter with awe, “you should know… it wasn’t really me who saved you today. It was her.”

​The three brothers stepped closer, confused. “What do you mean?”

​”I was the one with the tools, yes,” Zane whispered, stroking Scarlett’s hair. “But I was a coward. I was too afraid of what the King would do to her. It was Scarlett who begged me to help you. She told me she had seen a vision of a ’Lady of Fire.’ She told me that if we didn’t help you, the world would turn to ash. She was the one who asked me to do what I did, even if it meant she might get hurt.”

​The three brothers looked at the small, fragile girl in a new light. She wasn’t just a sick child; she had the gift of sight. She was a little hero.

​Lennox’s heart softened. He knew that if they went into the woods now, the cold night air would only make her illness worse. The girl might not survive the night. He looked at Levi and Louis. Without a word, his brothers nodded. They were all thinking the same thing.

​Lennox reached out and placed a supportive hand on Zane’s shoulder. “Then we owe her our lives twice over. We don’t leave heroes behind in the dirt, Zane. Let’s get her to the mansion. We have the best healers in the territory, and our Luna… she has a way of making miracles happen.”

​Zane took a shaky breath and nodded. “Thank you, Alpha.”