"Necessity," Mac answered, his expression now serious. "We f****d up and disaster hit us. When the s**t went down, everyone bailed on us, intent on their own personal dramas. None of the Ancients were available so we've had to sort things out for ourselves. Thankfully, Lily prevailed on Rafe for some medical assistance, as we vampires know s**t about that kind of thing. Both he and Jared have kindly allowed some of their medical personnel to show us how to take care of our own. We're adapting but it's a slow process. I've had to assign some of my people to learn how to be caregivers."
He walked over to the bed nearest to them, staring down at the male lying so still on his back. His dark hair spilled over the white pillow and he looked as if he were asleep, not a mark on his handsome face
