Kali, Child of the Gods

Kali's earliest memories were of darkness and pain. She grew up in Columbia, South Carolina, in a human home where her parents' cruelty and abuse were a constant presence. They saw her as a burden, a reminder of their own failures. Her childhood was a blur of hurtful words, slammed doors, and hidden bruises. But amidst the suffering, Kali discovered solace in the night. She would often sneak out of the house, escaping into the darkness, where the moon's gentle light soothed her wounds. She felt an inexplicable connection to the lunar cycles, as if the moon understood her pain. The markings of lunar symbols on her body from her birth seemed to glow under the moonlight. The only thing she seemed to love about herself was herself, but she kept it hidden from everyone else. As she grew older, Kali began to experience strange occurrences. She would see fleeting glimpses of ancient rituals and mysterious landscapes and hear whispers in the wind. Her parents dismissed her claims, calling her "crazy" and "attention-seeking." But Kali knew what she saw, and the visions left her with a sense of longing, as if she belonged elsewhere. One fateful night, as she fled her home to escape another beating, Kali stumbled upon a mysterious stranger. Marcel, the werewolf alpha, found her trembling in the shadows, her green eyes reflecting the pain she had endured. He sensed a deep connection to her, but neither knew that their encounter would change the course of their lives forever.