Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 698

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.

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