Chapter 51

• JUNO’S POV
• I’ve been trying to hide my discomfort, but it appears that Rex can see right through me. It’s as though I’m powerless to conceal anything from him. Is he aware of my intentions to exploit his brother to gain access to my family? Will he ever forgive me if I do something like that, given Zeus’s desire for me as his mate? Certainties include the fact that they will never be able to share me. Additionally, I discovered that while twins can share a mate, Rex and Zeus cannot share me. Zeus has a mate, and I am well familiar with his mate, but who is his mate? I despise the fact that I can see only a few details, but not all the whole revelations. Informing him about his mate would be pointless since he continues to assume I am his mate. While Zeus may appear to be a tough guy, he is actually softer than Rex and never takes anything seriously, but when it comes to me, well, that’s another story. I sense an attraction to him, but not a mate attraction. It is unique. After that, there’s Alex. The mystery of why I ever thought Alex was my mate must be solved. That was a monumental error, but it was not deliberate. And, once again, why am I unable to recall who murdered me centuries ago? Whom should I approach? My thoughts are all over the place because I suddenly have access to a wide range of knowledge that I have no idea how to use. Since my birth, neither I nor my twin brother has shifted. But why is that, even if Hugo and I are twins, we are two different breeds? similar to Rex and Zeus. Rex is far more than Zeus. My twin brother and I, on the other hand, are unique. He is a tribrid, whereas I am more, or rather, I am me. Do I need to keep anything from my Rex? What if he already knew what I was thinking? I don’t want to muck things up with Rex. He genuinely cares about me. He actually cares about me and would go to great lengths to make me feel better, even at my lowest. I hate to confess it, but I adore him despite the fact that he is not Alex. Rex is vicious, but he is also the sweetest person imaginable. Rather than concealing information from him, perhaps I should tell him. Perhaps he is already aware that I am recalling and also what I am recalling. Perhaps telling Rex would be preferable to, asking for assistance from Zeus, given that the two brothers are cat and rat. I drew my glance toward him, but he appeared to be lost in meditation. Should I try to figure out what he’s thinking? I scoff at this notion. No one can enter Rex’s head unless he permits it. When he left his thoughts floating around, I noticed that he wanted to check if I was getting my Lycan powers back. Why does this man have to be so unbelievably handsome?
• “Rex,” I called out to him. He jolted slightly.