Hunters moon

29: Short lived victory

Piet laid on his back with Naledi on top of him, both breathless, both lustfully satisfied, not bothered by the dirty cement floor of the garage.

"So? Was this the same as then?" He asked wiping the sweat off his face.

"No" She panted "This felt slightly better"

"Why? Was it more of a challenge now having only one arm to maneuver yourself?" He chuckled but she gave his chest a beat with her fist.

"No! because it was the first time since then, and I'm lucky for it to be you again"

"Wow, since then? That was three years ago right?"

She looked up at him and nodded. Then sat up, leaning on his chest with her elbow.

"Wanna go again?"

Piet laughed "You're going to have to give me a few minutes, I'm still recovering" But Naledi started rhythmically moving her pelvis, continuing i*********e even though he wasn't physically ready, he clenched his teeth making her giggle.

"Oh don't mind me, I'll just continue ahead, you'll catch up right?"

"Fok I'll try" He grunted holding her hips, but the sound of a helicopter made Naledi jump from him.

"Not a word about this to those two got it!" She yelled as they both scrambled for clothes, and got dressed just in time when Koos came into the garage.

"Piet! How's things here?" He saw Naledi "What de fok are you doing here!? And how did you find this place?" He then saw her one hand clench the button less shirt in front of her chest "What were you two doing?"

"The crane broke Koos, the turret came down on me but luckily Naledi showed up just in time to stop it from crushing me, unfortunately the broken crane caught her shirt and ripped the buttons"

Koos laughed "Oh, got a sneak peek hey Piet?"

"Sort of" Piet smiled, Naledi was red in her face.

"He got lucky that's for sure" She semi smiled.

Koos already figured out what happened, so he cleared his throat.

"Listen Naledi, what Piet does in his private time, has nothing to do with me or Frits, same goes for him and Frits about my private time, and same goes for me and Piet about Frits' private time, so fok, if you two were screwing that's nothing of our concern, just do a better job at hiding it if you want to hide it"

Naledi's face went a shade of red darker, and Piet smiled "Busted"

"Piet! We got some great news!" Frits said coming in, he saw Naledi.

"What are you doing here? Why are your shirt's buttons missing... Oooh!"

"Ok enough already! Just help me here Piet, tie the two ends together" Naledi said turning away from them, Piet came around and tied the shirt into a cowgirl fashion.

"So whats the news?"

"We managed to wipe out most of Cleopatra's pack last night"

"Are you serious!?"

"Yup!" Frits said holding a six pack of beer up.

"Did you kill Naomi?" Naledi asked.

"No, we couldn't, she gave us the slip"

"Then this is no time to celebrate, the strongest werewolves are still alive dumbass!" She said.

Koos and Frits looked at each other, their small victory short lived, Naledi came over and took a beer from the six pack Frits had, opened the cap using the bridge of her eye, then drank.

"Hey you little b***h! You just popped our bubble! And now you're the one drinking like a fokken fish!" Koos barked.

"Yes, another" She held the empty bottle to Frits

"Fok save some for me" Koos took one before Frits handed her another, she opened it and took one sip.

"Now, the reason I'm here is to give you a little history lesson" She said and went outside.

Frits had a fire going, and they all sat around it with a beer in hand.

"Before I start, I've been thinking, since you wiped my pack out, and now owe me, I figured you can allow me to join your team" Naledi said with a proud smile.

"Oh, so that's what you finally decided upon hey?" Koos asked.

"Yes"

"Ok, only if you keep that kinky shirt on for today" Koos smirked making the other two men chuckle. Naledi covered her chest "You perverted bastards"

"Don't get me wrong sussa, but twenty years on the border, you accept any action you get" Koos said.

"Even if its a half blown away b***h like me?"

Koos abruptly cleared his throat "That won't be necessary"

"What?"

"Calling yourself such stupid names"

She clicked her tongue "It's the truth"

"If you want to join my unit sussa, get your act together, start respecting yourself. You might be badly scarred, but we all are be it physical or mental, so enough nay saying yourself, respect who you are now into the future, because for what it's worth, we have a lot of respect for you, just as we respect each other"

Naledi was spoken to silence, here this warmonger spoke like a priest, no wonder he's a General, these three foulmouthed men, drenched in the blood of their enemies, scarred by the twenty years of war they were in, came into new light to her, they were after all, recognized soldiers in their standing military ranks, and routine, respect and honor were drilled into them to the very core.

Naledi placed her beer down, then adjusted the shirt so it lifted her bust better. Koos smiled.

"So you finally decided to relax hey?"

"I'm sorry for disrespecting you Koos, and thank you for those words"

"Sure, now, being on my unit, you have to be on Recce skill level"

"Recce?"

"That's what we call the South African special task force"

"Oh, I think I'll keep up"

"We'll see, now what 'history' lesson do you have for us today?"

"Yes" She said sitting back "Now, just as you humans have events or people that made history, so do we werewolves, only difference is, we weren't allowed to put it on paper, so it had to be carried over from generation to generation, and naturally bits and pieces of it would go lost, or get changed"

"Why would someone want to purposefully change your history?"

"For their own greedy needs of course"

Koos nodded "Of course, sounds to me like the werewolves aren't that much different from humans"

"Exactly. Now, this history lesson starts with the first werewolf ever, when we talk of the very first, we call it a mother wolf, and her name was Blair Blackmoon"