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"Lilith," Lucifer's voice cut through the silence, his tone laced with barely contained fury. "You are no longer my wife, and you have no right to interrogate me or my guests."
Lilith's gaze hardened, her resolve unyielding as she squared her shoulders, refusing to back down in the face of Lucifer's anger. "I may no longer bear the title of your wife, Lucifer," she spat, her words dripping with disdain, "but I am still the mother of all demons, and I will not stand idly by while you flaunt your indiscretions in the face of our kind."
Lucifer's jaw tightened as he struggled to contain the tempest of emotions raging within him. "This is not about flaunting anything, Lilith," he countered, his voice low and dangerous. "This is about love, something you seem to have forgotten amidst your lust for power."
Before Lilith could respond, Alastor stepped forward, his eyes flashing with defiance as he faced the formidable demoness before him. "Now hold on just a minute," he interjected, his voice cutting through the tension like a knife. "Lilith may be the mother of all demons, but that doesn't give her the right to dictate who we can or cannot love."