Unbroken Chapter 20 Summary Novels & Stories

The Humanity First riots had largely burned themselves out, the city settling into a tense, exhausted silence. Baraka looked out over the smoldering ruins of his home. He was no longer just the boy who survived the train crash. He was no longer just a specimen on Professor Manji’s operating table. He had broken the Silencer. He had crippled the Iron Lady. He had stood between the innocent and the mob. Patient Zero had finally woken up. He turned to his new army, the violet light returning to his eyes, not as a weapon of destruction, but as a beacon in the dark.

*Content warning* This chapter contains sensitive content (abuse/assault) that some may find triggering or upsetting. It's not graphic, but I advise you to skip this chapter or read it at your own risk. I stare out of the window at the gradually dimming sky. The sound of the rain hitting the window and the distant rumble of the thunder was soothing. It gave me something else to focus on, other than the ache in my body, my wrists' stinging, and the crippling fear that had my heart racing a mile a minute. I didn’t think I would see daylight ever again. The scary part is that I was okay with that. In fact, I was welcoming it. I gave up fighting after the third time. I begged them every hour to

Austen's POV I slammed into the barrier, my Alpha power flaring like a supernova. "BREAK!" A flood of golden energy erupted from me, tearing a small, passable crack in the barrier. I dove through it without a second thought. The scene before me made my heart stop. A giant beast was lunging at Evelyn. She was on her knees, her hand trembling as she clutched her stomach. My child... she was still carrying my child! "EVELYN!"

I sat beside it. Tore off a piece of toast. Chewed slowly. Swallowed harder. It tasted like ash. But I kept eating. Because sometimes, even the broken girls have to keep going. Even if no one is watching. Even if they’re still on fire.

My fingers closed around the handle of a crowbar—short, rusted, heavy. I tested the weight. Smiled in the dark. He thought he could lock me away. He thought he could break me the way he broke my mother. He was wrong. I walked back to the door. Raised the crowbar. And started swinging. The first hit rang like a bell—metal on metal, loud enough to echo in the small space. Again. Again. The lock groaned. The door buckled. I didn’t stop. Because this time, I wasn’t waiting for rescue.

Relief floods him that they finally made it there. Just as Thaddeus reaches the door, he feels another strand break before his wolf's body breaks through the door. His men spread out, racing toward the cabin in different directions, surrounding it. The sound of glass breaking is loud as his warriors leap through the windows all the way around the cabin.

But the memories of our past, the blood we’d shed, the lives we’d taken, followed us like a shadow, no matter how far we tried to run. The drive to the safe house Langford had arranged for us was long and silent. The weight of the decision pressed on my chest, but it wasn’t until we arrived at the remote cabin that I allowed myself to breathe again. Surrounded by nothing but trees and the vast emptiness of the wilderness, I felt the stirrings of something unfamiliar—hope. This could be our chance. To heal. To build something new.

His smile, a genuine smile that Cassandra only saw from her own father when she was a child. The innocent child that believes her father could be her warrior, someone who protects her no matter what. “Everyone would have their own hurdle while running forward. Some will jump over it, some will stop for a moment and climb over. And some will stop, backing away looking for another path to move forward.” “But you don’t ever turn around, or turn your back on your hurdle just to stop your journey. Whatever it is you still need to continue your journey, keep walking at your own pace.”

Her smile was soft, composed, perfectly measured. “An emotional backlash,” she said lightly, addressing the crowd before anyone else could. “The Moon resists sudden severance. It happens.” The elders exchanged uncertain glances. I was still kneeling where the guards had left me. The bond throbbed faintly in my chest , not broken, not gone. Just… buried. Alpha Xander did not look at me. One of the elders frowned. “It should have severed.” Xander’s jaw tightened, “And it did!” A small pause, “Remove her,” he ordered.

He taught me everything, and even my grandmother said that he raised me more like a boy, than a girl. I suddenly awoke, when my head hit the floor. I hadn’t even realized I’d fallen asleep. I couldn’t stay here. I needed to find someone who could help me to get back home. And, as a roar in my tummy revealed, I was hungry. I got up and looked out. The sun was high in the sky and I estimated that it was around noon. The storm had settled and the sea looked peaceful and calm, while the light reflected the playful mind of the ocean.