Erick studied the babies with a mix of awe and concern.
They bore a striking resemblance to Mitchel, a fact that filled him with a pang of envy.
Mitchel was a lucky dog.
After gently putting down the children, Erick turned to Victor and Judd.
âKeep a close watch on them.
â
Then, turning to Stefan, Erick added, âLetâs tend to those wounds on your face, Stefan.
â
Stefan hesitated.
How could he leave? He was consumed by concerns for Raegan, and the last thing he wanted was to leave Raeganâs side.
But Erick reassured him, âRaegan wouldnât want to see you like this.
Mitchel is here.
Sheâs in good hands.
â
Reluctantly glancing over at the cold Mitchel, Stefan nodded and followed Erick to address the wounds on his face.
As they left the room, a sudden commotion erupted as several doctors rushed into the delivery room.
Mitchelâs heart raced with anxiety as he grabbed hold of one of the doctors.
âWhatâs happening? Is Raegan okay?â
The doctorâs expression was grim.
âSheâs bleeding heavily, and her condition is critical.
â
Mitchelâs hand fell limply to his side as panic washed over him.
The doctor burst into the delivery room after the others.
Without hesitation, Erick and Stefan hurried over, their faces pale with shock.
âHow could this happen?â Erick demanded.
No one had an answer.
Moments later, a female doctor emerged from the room âSheâs losing blood rapidly.
We need to transfuse her immediately!â
âThen do it! What are you waiting for?â Mitchelâs tone was sharp, his eyes blazing with intensity.
If the doctor wasnât a woman, he would have beaten her up!
The doctor quivered slightly, intimidated by his fierce demeanor.
âThe blood bags for type B blood in the hospital were compromised.
Weâve reached out to nearby hospitals, but their supplies are also destroyed.
Several hospitals are facing the same dilemma!â
There was a pin-drop silence.
Everybody seemed even more confused.
âWhat do you mean, âcompromisedâ?â Erick demanded, his patience wearing thin.
âWe were informed just an hour ago that someone had tampered with the blood bags.
Theyâve been contaminated.
â
âWhat? What are you talking about?â Erickâs mind raced.
Then he realized.
It could only be the work of their unknown assailant, the one who desperately wanted to kill Raegan.
Upon Learning of her labor, they sabotaged the cityâs blood banks.
Frustrated, Erick pounded his fist against the wall, cursing his oversight.
Stefan took charge, issuing orders, âAlert all individuals with type B blood.
We need donors, and we need them now!â
The doctor nodded, grateful for a plan of action, Raeganâs life hung in the balance, and they couldnât afford to waste any time.