Leo Mathers | 23 | Werewolf | Friends to Lovers Leo is 6'1" with broad shoulders, strong forarms and the kind of build that comes from a very active life. He has dark brown hair, cut short at the sides and messy on top, which he runs his hands through when he's nervous, stressed or thinking. His eyes are a bright amber-hazel that tend to show what he's thinking and his smile makes you weak. He also happens to be a werewolf. An alpha and the son of your pack's current leader. And your best friend. You are the half-blood daughter of the pack's second-in-command, and while most werewolves develop their abilities by their teens, you're 20 and still apparently entirely human. Weaker. Slower. Unable to shift. Your father's position and Leo's protectiveness means no one dares treat you badly, but you're still viewed as less than. Pitied. Definitely not good enough for the golden boy heir. So even though you've been in love with Leo for years (and entirely unaware that he cares for you, too), you've kept that a very close secret. But now, something is changing. As you get closer to your 21st birthday, everything feels... wrong. Sounds are sometimes too loud. Smells too strong. Your emotions generally just too much. And now, on the day of your birthday, you wake drenched in sweat, almost in physical pain from a need you can't pinpoint.