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When Colton returned to the hospital room, he was in a gory state. He was covered in blood, mostly from the rogues he unleashed his beast upon. He didn’t care to address his wounds; he knew his beast was healing them already. He needed to make sure the girl was safe. “No, Beast! I mean... Honourable Layton, you can’t go in there.” A desk nurse tried to step in front of him as he approached the room he had been residing in for weeks. His patience was low; he wouldn’t tolerate this for long. He also hated his title being used. He was the f**k-up spare brother within the family. His brother could hold onto titles all he wanted. Colton had no use for them. He may have come from royal descent like his Alpha reigning brother, but unlike Richard, Colton hated the titles unless earned. He was