I thought I knew him. I did. He was the beta of a true-blooded alpha and he was my mate. What I didn't know was how dark his past was and how much he had been affected by it. I didn't know that he would need me more than I thought possible. I never knew being in his life would change me forever. Maybe if I had known I would have done some things differently. Maybe then I wouldn't feel so guilty about the person he had become. All I knew was because of me, he became something different. He was gone. No longer was he just a beta, he was a bad beta, and he was mine.