"No, no, this cake is mine! I cut it! Where do I start? Yeah, it's all cake, no styrofoam." Maggie laughed as she realized they would be cutting the cake by then. Even if she didn't have a groom, she just held the knife alone and cut it with Irving's instructions. They didn't know why, but this posh girl ordered a full seven-tier cake and expected others to eat most of it.
However, Claude didn't mind. He didn't have to be a wolf to eat a lot of it. The cake was so tasty and moist. He even murmured something close to 'I want our wedding cake to be like this, Len'.
Soon, Eugene got up to offer help with distributing the food. Not everyone started with the cake, but most didn't want to take food without permission. Irving went with him and served Len's table first. The others had to go to the food table, but that guy earned special service. Only the girls wondered, however. The wolves didn't even question it.
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