Filed to story: Maleah The Angel Of Death Novel
I see three storage cupboards standing side by side on one side, and on the other side there are trunks lined up; in the middle of the attic is a table with two chairs. By the looks of it, no one has been here for a very long time, and I first have to clean the table.
Before I leave the attic to get supplies to clean up the attic, I open the curtains and windows, making sure some fresh air runs through the attic, and then I start cleaning. It doesn’t take me long to clean the table, and once I am done, I open the first trunk – a trunk filled with journals. Each journal is handwritten, and I am amazed when I see the date in them; some are centuries old.
I spend the entire weekend up in the attic, and I read journal after journal, learning about every Assassin in my family. The following week, I sneak up to the attic every chance I get; the only ones that know where I disappear to are Ariel and my other friends, and they make sure no one comes looking for me.
After reading every journal, I know I am a very special Assassin; I have every ability known to be given to Assassins, and I am the only one in my family that ever possessed all of them.
During the weekend, I don’t get the chance to sneak up to the attic, and I can’t wait for Dad to go on his next assignment; I want to know what is in those cupboards.
Monday after school I rushed home, knowing Dad had left again, and I knew Mother had followed shortly after Dad left this morning.
The moment I stand in front of the first cupboard, I become nervous, and it takes me a few minutes before I am opening the first cupboard.
Inside are jars lined up with a label on each of them; some are small while others are larger, and some contain liquid while others contain powder. Most of the names don’t ring a bell, and I hope I can figure out what they are for.
The second cupboard contains a variety of objects, and my best guess is that they are used to mix the contents of the jars, but again I have no idea what everything is used for.
That is until I take a closer look at the contents of the third cupboard. At first, I thought I saw more journals about my family, and I might have felt a little disappointed.
I guess that the fact they were standing on a wooden book standard should have told me these journals were special, and it wasn’t until I stepped closer that I saw writing on each cover. There are a total of ten journals: three on the bottom shelf, three on the shelf above it, and three on the top shelf.
On the second shelf from the top, there is a big journal, and it is opened to a page with a drawing of a very pretty flower, but the skull and crossed bones tell me to stay away from it.
I open the journal with the title “Poison,” and after reading the first few pages, I grab the big journal to look up the page mentioned in the other journal; it describes how to make the poison mentioned in the journal.
For the next two weeks, I read the journals from the third cupboard, and I know I have found a way to help Dad.
It takes another three weeks before I am able to get the last ingredient I need. Once I have made the poison, I have to wait. I need an opportunity to give him this poison, but I haven’t been able to figure out how to do that, and then my luck changes.
Akar will be attending a meeting between Alphas and business men from the cities, and this year our Pack has to host the meeting – not something Alpha Max is looking forward to.
If my research is correct, he will have one of his men taste his food for him, and this poison won’t do anything if it is ingested in a small dosage, but if Akar finishes his plate, he will be dead by morning.
Ariel asks if I want to help out in the kitchen, giving me the opportunity to spike Akar’s food, and I even get to serve it to him. I see one of his men take two bites of his food before Akar waves him off, and I smile as I see him finishing his plate.
After dinner, they all go to the main living room, and with the nice weather outside, Luna Elyse opens the doors to the patio. I have no idea when everyone left because Dad took me home around ten, and it wasn’t until noon the next day we heard the news of Akar’s demise.
Mack’s p.o.v.
Hearing her say what she suspected about her Mother and the questions she would ask Diego makes Commander feel proud of them; she saw her Mother for who she was and is. Like everyone else in the room, I listen quietly as Maleah is speaking, and I see Dad looking at Diego when she admits she had been eavesdropping on them.
I think the biggest shocker for them to hear was that she managed to sneak into that cottage and neither one of them heard her that day, but Commander isn’t pleased to hear she wanted to go after Akar himself. Both of us feel grateful that his security was so damn tight; she was smart enough to know she couldn’t get close enough to kill him.
Diego looks uncomfortable when she brings up his parents, but his eyes widen when he hears what she found in the attic, and I think everyone wants to know what she read in all those journals. Everyone just stares at her when she admits to killing Akar and that she did it by using the knowledge of her ancestors; this woman might just be the best Assassin anyone has ever known.
“I hope you were able to learn a lot before your Mother got rid of everything,” Elyse says, and I see Maleah looking at Diego.
“Mother didn’t get rid of anything; I overheard a phone call she had, and unfortunately for her, the company she called is owned by Pauline’s Brother. Pauline is my assistant, and I asked her to talk to her Brother; he moved everything into a storage unit for me.
A year later, I asked you if I could use the attic as my home office, and you even agreed with me to put a lock and some security on the attic. I had Pauline’s Brother move everything back into the attic, and whenever I was working up there, I was actually working on a new assignment.
Some of the recipes can be made in bulk and be kept for a long time, but there are a few that need to be used within a few days of making them,” Maleah says, and I can hear Diego sigh in relief.
“Okay, so Akar was your first kill. When did you uhm strike again?” Dad asks, and I hear her giggle at the words he uses.
“Reince was my next target when I was thirteen, about a month after our current leadership returned home from training. I took out Ernesh when I was fourteen and Akuji when I was sixteen,” she answers Dad.
“After killing Ernesh, I realized that I needed a team of my own, and I chose males and females that you and Dad trained, Wolves and Lycans that lived in a city or a town. They could keep a better eye on my target, and they get me all the information I need.
I know that this Pack always investigates before accepting an assignment, and I have used that with my own assignments; I want to make sure my clients have taken every legal step they could. My team is responsible for making the deal; I don’t meet or talk with my clients, and no one has ever demanded a meeting with me. If I take an assignment, my clients get told that I only have one rule: I kill when I decide to kill, and they just have to be patient,” Maleah says.
