HEARTS OF DIVINE RUIN (The MoonGoddess and The AlphaKing)

Chapter 27 : A Tidal Wave of Remembrance

The room felt like a tomb, draped in shadows and silence. Dark, uninviting walls were lined with towering shelves, each packed with old tomes and twisted relics that seemed to hum with secrets. A single dim chandelier cast flickering, eerie light across the stone floor, throwing jagged shadows that seemed to claw at the walls. It was Lucifer's workroom—a place of power and authority—but tonight, it was colder than usual, the chill seeping deep into the air, making the space feel more like a prison than a sanctuary.

Lucifer settled behind the desk, his presence commanding and powerful, a dark aura rippling around him like a coiled serpent. He watched Luna carefully as she took a seat opposite him, her posture rigid, her gaze distant. There was a time when they would have shared easy laughter and whispered secrets even in the coldest of rooms. Now, an icy distance stretched between them, and the weight of it made the air feel suffocating.

Lucifer shifted, his dark gaze flickering over her face, studying her with an intensity that bordered on desperation. She had been like this since their arrival—cold, distant, and unresponsive, as if he were a stranger rather than someone who had once known her better than anyone else.

"You've been quiet since you arrived," he said, his voice low and steady, almost gentle—if not for the edge of authority beneath it. "Did something happen between you and Alex?".

Luna didn't answer, her expression remaining blank as she leaned back, crossing her arms. The silence hung like a blade between them, sharp and unforgiving. Lucifer's crimson eyes narrowed slightly, the familiar glint of frustration flickering in their depths. He leaned forward, elbows resting on the desk, fingers steepled together as he studied her.

"Me and Davina , we've been looking for you for the last two months," he continued softly. "Day and night. we had half of Hell's forces scouring every realm I could think of."

Luna's gaze slid to him, cold and unfeeling. "You were?" she asked quietly, almost mockingly.

"Of course," Lucifer replied, voice firm but with an undercurrent of raw emotion. "You're my only friend, Luna. I couldn't—" He stopped, swallowing hard, the wordless concern in his gaze almost unbearable to witness. "I thought something had happened to you."

"Friend?" Luna's lips curled into a bitter smile, her eyes burning with something unnameable. "If you were so worried, then why—" She inhaled sharply, the weight of her accusation heavy in the space between them. "Why were you in that group? The night I lost everything... Why were you standing there with the rest of them? Did you think I wouldn't remember your face?"

Her words struck like a physical blow, and for a moment, Lucifer looked genuinely taken aback. His shoulders tensed, the muscles of his jaw tightening visibly. He met her gaze, confusion and a flicker of anger dancing in his eyes.

"Luna, what are you talking about?" he asked slowly, his tone low and dangerous. "You asked me to be there. Have you forgotten?" His voice grew sharper, each word cutting through the icy barrier between them. "That night, the whole thing—it was your idea. You fucking knew what was gonna happen still you played with their game . " he continued sarcastically "Or i might say - Their game was also planned by you . "

Luna's eyes widened, disbelief mingling with the cold rage simmering beneath the surface. "My idea?" she echoed, incredulous. "Why the hell would I do something like that?"

Luna blinked, taken aback by the intensity in his tone. For the first time, she saw something raw and unguarded in his gaze—something that looked almost like... concern. But concern for what? "Why would I do something like that?" she demanded, her voice wavering slightly. "Why would I choose to be some pathetic, powerless human?"