Of shifters and mates

Riley is a normal sixteen year old male, as normal as a cheetah shifter can be. His father, also a shifter, runs a little café in town and Riley is set on taking over as soon as his father retires. He's glad to just live his life.
Rilay always knew they weren't the only shifters - or like some migth call them, werpeople - but they were rare. And most of them were glad that humanity had forgotten about them.

But as always, things are bound to change. And to Riley's great dis-/pleasure they change rather quickly.

I suck at summaries, so just try and read if you're even slightly interested, please. I swear I'm going somewhere(with the story).