All Chapters of ONCE A BETA, NOW A MAFIA: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

As he flipped through the yellowed old pages, he sat down on the neatly made bed and began to read, curiosity etched on his features. Don Carianno’s writing was in beautiful cursive. It looked like he took his time to scribble, dotting all his i's and crossing his t's. He flipped through the first pages, there was an entry about a new shipment, but it didn’t make sense. He could not decipher the code words. He flipped through a few more pages, and that was when he saw an entry about him. It read: "Ghost, that’s what we’re going to name him. He’s, after all, a Ghost."He pondered on the words, this was around the time they found him, and he had a vague memory of it. The story was that they found him washed up beside a beachside, in tattered clothing. His best guess was Darius and whoever he was in cahoots with had thrown him overboard.There was a new entry on the next page where Don Carianno admitted he had picked him to use as a scapegoat. He was a ghost, with no memory of his life,

“She’s close, I can feel it,” Ghost said in a harsh whisper. His hawk-like eyes peered out of the car windows.Ryder glanced at him and nodded.Scar was sitting behind, still a little out of it, with bandages all over, but he insisted on coming along. He leaned closer, “But how can you tell? Does this have anything to do with your sharpened werewolf sense of smell? You know, like a dog’s?”Ryder shot him a glare.He backed away in surrender. It had been two days since Ghost had told him about being a wolf, and he was still having a hard time coming to terms with it. Ghost had been gracious enough to do the explaining and clarification up until now. Now, his face was set in a deep frown, his gaze fixated outside, staring at all the incoming vehicles, his heart beating loudly in his chest. They had managed to get information from one of Sergio’s men about Ciara’s whereabouts. According to his intel, she was supposed to be transported past 31st Main Street, where they were currently park

Ghost and Ryder were the first to arrive at the docks. It was deserted and dimly lit. Ghost was standing in one spot while Ryder was pacing up and down impatiently. Scar was glancing around, watching their backs.“Man, I know you’re losing it but you have to...”“If my wife and daughter are not returned to me in one piece, I swear on the goddess, the whole city will feel my wrath!” Ryder cut in angrily, his eyes blazing murderously.Ghost was rigid, the anger he felt coursing through his framed body. When Ryder had offered to come with him, he didn’t think in the slightest that something like this would happen. He didn’t think Ryder’s family would be on the line like this. Sergio had Ciara, Hara, and Blair, and there was absolutely nothing he could do but wait patiently. He couldn’t even go gun blazing into Sergio’s hideout, as that could hurt either one of them.His ears turned alert when he heard the car pull up from afar, he noticed Ryder’s ears and perked up. Scar looked between t

EpilogueCiara crouched below and peered into those sad grey eyes. She pulled at his cheeks playfully, "Asher, don’t you just look dashing?"He tugged at his bow-tie and began to whine.Hara walked by carrying a huge cake that shielded her face, "See Asher, Aunt Ciara thinks you look handsome in that shirt. I agree with her."Ciara chuckled. It had been more than a year and a few months since she moved back to the pack, and it was more than she expected it to be. She had felt so much raw pain when Ghost was driven away in that car. She didn’t have a clue of what she was supposed to do. It was just like the first time she ran away from the pack, confused, exhausted. She had known the pack all her life, grown up here, made friends here. Suddenly she had to run from it, from her safe haven, from everyone she knew. Somehow she had managed to pick up the pieces of her life, find some sort of balance, and then Italy happened. She lost her freedom, lost the reins over her life, lost her happ

Bargaining with FateThree Years EarlierCalista stood before the imposing doors of the Windsor Law Firm, her hands trembling in the cold air of the waiting room. Her father’s future hung in the balance, and Ranya Windsor was her last hope. Lila, her father’s colleague, had assured her that he could help.The firm was one that loan sharks found quite intimidating. She desperately wanted to save her father from jail, not only because her family name and image would be tarnished but also because she couldn’t bear to watch them take him away. She knew he was not responsible for the allegations imposed on him by Lewiston Corporation.“Miss Calista MacQuoid, Mr. Windsor will see you now.” The receptionist’s voice jolted her back to the present. She took a deep breath and stepped inside, her eyes meeting the icy gaze of Ranya Windsor for the first time.“Don’t mind his cold demeanor when you meet him. He can help you.” Lila’s voice echoed in her head as she walked into the room, the recepti