Novel & Cerita Backrooms Entity 15

My life with Liam used to be peaceful and happy until his childhood friend Eva came back. She was supposed to be another Alpha's Luna from a different pack, and we were supposed to have nothing to do with each other. But not long ago, her Alpha died in a pack war. She returned to the pack and forced her way into our lives under the Beta title Liam had granted her as an exception. At first, Liam showed no particular reaction to her arrival. Or at least it seemed that way on the surface. Until the two of them started spending more time together over pack matters. Until Liam became a rare presence at night. Until after Liam found out I was pregnant and gave me that so-called prenatal medicine.

I immediately threw a red fireball towards him which hit his belly but surprisingly his body absorbed that fire in a blink of an eye. He looked scarier than before. He was wearing black armour at that time which was absorbing all my energy attacks without even leaving a single injury on his body. Even the bite mark of Xander started to heal so soon. Trembling, Rebeca sat on the ground and shouted looking in my direction, “Hazel, don’t attack him. He is getting stronger, stealing our energy. We have to think of something else.”

' He found himself struggling to breathe and choking on his own breath, his skin slowly turning to a ghastly pale grey as his life force left him. Suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps as the door opened and a familiar voice came, stern and proper. "Enough! You no good, murderous liar! Get your hands off him!" she commanded, and he felt the thing depart from him, his strength and breath returning. "Ah! Dorcus," he said , still breathing heavily as he continued to rely upon the table for support. "Thought wanderers are nasty things, Ben. I suggest you not entertain them," she warned him, reminding him of what he already knew.

Kinn transformed himself back into Liam, followed by the betas, generals, and all their men. "Don't let any of them escape and execute them on the spot if they are caught," Liam said in a cold tone. "Please bring my clothes." Beta Jonyoung rushed to bring a damp towel soaked in antiseptic water and new clothes for Liam. One of Liam's unique abilities, which makes him superior to other alphas, is that he has the ability to recover from wounds, simply by using antiseptic fluid. It needs time to heal, but it will be better. A deep wound will need longer time.

“I want to know everything. Kassian said you'd tell me.” “I will.” She set down the shears and turned to face him. “But first, you really need to understand what the entity is.” She gestured to the stool beside her. “Come. Sit.” Lysan settled on the stool and Professor Cullen moved closer. “The Entity isn't just a curse, it’s a consciousness.” she said quietly. “—an ancient one. It existed long before Roman, long before the Da'Luka bloodline existed. But it chose the—possessed them and used them as a vessel to feed and grow stronger”

I need it to. With a swift, precise motion, I drive the blade into the young lycan’s throat. The warm blood bursts forth in a pulsing stream, flowing through the grooves carved into the stone of the table. The marks flare with a vibrant red glow, the entire hall illuminated by the macabre light. The ground begins to tremble, a distant whisper—or perhaps a wail—seems to echo from the unseen depths. For a moment, my heart races in anticipation. Have I finally done it? Will the Entity deign to respond?

Finally, Emily's due date crept up. The pack healer told her to stay off her feet and move into the pack clinic. But James had other plans—two expecting wolves giving birth at the same time? Perfect cover for a swap. Emily didn't like the risk, but she played along. Came back to the manor, eyeing my bump like it might explode. Three more days. Then she cracked. Even through the wall, I heard her sobbing to James. Two hours later—knock on my door. He walked in, fake smile locked in place, holding that "tonic." Same one from my last life.

Fragments. Moments. Mara saw the penthouse office. The night she had almost died. The collapsing system core. Ethan carrying her body in blood-soaked silence. Noah screaming over failing architecture. Security footage. Medical monitors. Residual neural recordings. Core-pulse maps. A hundred broken pieces of the end. The girl stood in the middle of all of it. “I was not alive when the Entity still ruled,” she said. “I was architecture then. A recursion loop. Adaptive residue. A continuity instinct embedded in collapsing intelligence.”

“The same mountains where the threads are gathering.” Malrik nodded slowly. “Yes.” Marcus cursed under his breath. “So the entity is trying to return there?” “No,” Aria whispered suddenly. Everyone looked toward her. Her eyes had unfocused slightly again. Not lost. Seeing. “The entity is already there.” A chill ripped through the chamber. Aria’s breathing became uneven as flashes tore through her mind again. Darkness. Massive underground ruins. Silver light moving beneath cracked stone. And something enormous sleeping deep below the mountains. Not fully awake.

“You… shouldn’t be here. It’s dangerous.” “I don’t care,” he said, stepping closer. “You’re coming back. I won’t leave without you.” 2 — The Entity Within The digital void trembled, and the swirling presence of the system — the entity they had faced before — appeared, larger than ever. Its form was more coherent now, almost humanoid, yet still made of flickering code. “You’ve awakened her fully,” it said, voice booming, metallic. “Her mind is now part of me. She is the bridge. And you cannot separate what is already integrated.”