"Leo? Calm down, listen to me," She grabbed his face. "Calm down."
"Take off your clothes."
"Why?" She laughed.
He grabbed her throat, not roughly, just enough to make it clear it wasn't a laughing matter. "Off."
"But," She pouted. "Why?"
"Leo? Did I do something wrong?" He was loosing focus on his main objective.
He growled some more.
He shook his head. She reluctantly pulled away allowing his face to moved down her jaw to her neck. Her wolf purred with satisfaction at the submission to his dominant lion. It made her giddy to think that caused him to become obsessed with her.
"I should start that bath, I'm completely disgusting." She pulled his face closer again. "Then we can talk. Okay? Can I have sometime to eat? I'm starving."
"Thanks, as soon as I'm done I'll give you my full attention about whatever is going on."
He smirk. "Good."
He might have saved her from the terrible abuse of her pack, but she saved him from the loneliness of himself.
Here's the story of Luna and Leo.