After dinner, I bring out dessert and Peter seems delighted at the sight of the chocolate cake I had made earlier.
“Molly, this is the best cake I have ever had,” he tells me with a giant smile across his face and I beam at his compliment.
“Thank you, sir,” I tell him with a smile.
“I’ve never had a dessert that Molly made that wasn’t amazing,” my dad says, pride evident in his voice. “I didn’t want her cooking for the pack, but I was wrong. We have Celeste to thank, though. She was the one who convinced me.”
My mom looks up at him and smiles, slightly. Things are still very weird between them, but he seems to really be trying.
“So tomorrow morning the ladies will head to the seamstress and then Molly will join Seth and Me to work on the law after. Does that sound good to
