"You're no better than me, Duncan. You watched as half your pack members abused your sister. You didn't do shit when one word from you could have ended all her misery!" 

I was angry. Duncan shouldn't blame me when he was no better. I regretted watching, and most importantly, I regret the rejection.

 Duncan looked guilty after my words, and I almost regretted speaking them, but he needed to hear them. 

"You think I was happy to watch my only sister suffer as she did? What could I have done? Dad told me she was the reason my mother died, that she was evil and needed to pay for her...