Mateless And Rogue Bound (Self Published)

Chapter 19: The Albino

Papers were scattered on the desk, none of them as organized as they were when he had first tidied up his office. He tried to keep them in their separate piles, but there was only so much he could do when he was trying to focus on something.

Charlie had been making phone calls and looking through news websites for the past two and a half days. He told Max to give him three. And he was going to be damned if he wasn't going to find every bit of information he could about this man that he was so worried about.

When he was in the charter school for law, he had to do study sessions like this. Of course, it was never for this long. But he had remembered staying up all night plenty of times just to get his work done. He was a perfectionist in school. You had to be if you wanted to keep your grades up. And he had still graduated with honors.

Of course, it didn't do too much for him. But it helped prepare him for this kind of situation at least.

He hadn't slept much, other than the times he would pass out on his desk. Heather, one of the maids, would come in every now and then to give him his meals. She was a nice woman. Isabelle was the main one who had helped to make sure he ate. Although no one could convince him to get some sleep. Not even Dr. Button could. He had come in with Mr. Locke to check up on him.

Thinking about that reminded him of Max. He really wished he hadn't put up that mental block on him. He had acted out of anger when he did it. Well, he had said to himself that he wanted to concentrate. It wasn't entirely a lie. He was sure that Max would try and distract him in one way or another if he hadn't done it. But he missed him now, and he knew that he was going to be hurt when he finally decided to talk to him.

He also didn't know how to take down the mental block.

He had learned about it before. But his brain was so full with information on his own project that he couldn't remember how it was done. He was sure that he didn't have the strength to do something like that right now anyway. He was absolutely exhausted, working off from maybe two or three hours of sleep in the couple days since he started this assignment.

But Charlie had been in worse situations. He had been doing twelve hour shifts in a crummy restaurant with no food before. It wasn't the healthiest way to live, but he lasted a week doing that. He could last a few days with little to no sleep.

He also had to stay in his office in case anyone called him back. There were quite a few time differences in the places he was trying to get ahold of. They could call him at any time of the day or night. Charlie couldn't miss a call, not even if it meant staying up crazy hours of the day and night.

He had noticed something when he started digging into Alistair's past: he had more run ins with humans than he had beasts. There were countless stories about a huge albino wolf in local papers all across Canada.

He made sure to talk to Ed to see what Alistair had told him about his past. So far, he had been able to prove almost every one of his tales as true. In the news articles that he found, it always wrote him in as helping others. If he was seen, it was to help people rather than hurt them.

The fight with the werebear for instance. Charlie couldn't confirm that it was a werebear, but there was a newspaper in the local town about an albino wolf risking its life to save two hikers from it. The article confirmed that a wildlife veterinarian had taken him under their care to make sure that he would heal properly. He was brought to the local zoo there. There was even a news article in that same town about the wolf escaping almost exactly a year after the first article on him. Just as he had told Ed.

Other than that, he had Isabelle find some numbers to some of the packs in Canada. There weren't any in Alaska that could confirm that they saw him, and he was wary of calling the man's old pack, if they had a number to call them at all. But there were plenty of packs that had seen him during his travels. Most were wary of him, but they said that he hadn't harmed them in any way.