EMILY'S POV
The whole ride back to the mansion was silent and James had barely parked the car when the door of the villa burst open and my six children were already waiting for me.
I smiled warmly as they bristled with energy waiting for me to get down from the car.Their little faces surrounded me immediately I walked in all filled with concern.
Their tiny hands wrapped around me in a tight embrace. Warmth seeping through me and soothing some of the tension I had since the accident.
"Mommy, where were you?" Tyler shouted, his eyes wide with anxiety.
"Doesn't matter. I'm back now," I reassured them, pulling them tighter into my arms. "I'll always be here for you."
After taking a huge whiff of their familiar scent, I rose up, turning to James still standing in the doorway.
“James, I need you to handle all the publicity about the accident. I don't want rumours going around the pack , I need everyone to know I'm okay and well and it wasn't fatal.” I instructed him sternly.