Elena’s POV
There was tension in the room. I could feel the anger and hatred radiating from both sides. I had to do something, or this would end in bloodshed.
“Everyone, please!” I shouted, stepping between Declan and my parents. “This isn’t helping. We need to talk, not fight.”
“Elena, step aside,” my father ordered. “This isn’t your battle. I will protect you.”
“It is my battle,” I insisted. “I’m the one caught in the middle of all this. I’m the one who has to live with the consequences.”
“Elena, you don’t understand,” my mother began, but I cut her off.
“No, you don’t understand!” I cried, my voice trembling with emotion. I faced my parents because I could not look at my mate. Declan had done the most despicable thing ever. I couldn't even look him in the eyes. He treated me like
