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CHAPTER 56: DR. MARIE MOREAU
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2025-12-29 00:01:00EMBER'S POV
The council chamber is packed to the walls.Every seat in the gallery is filled. Wolves are standing along the back, crowding the doorways, craning their necks for a better view.Word has spread through the Summit like wildfire—the Lycan King's case reaches its conclusion today, and everyone wants to witness the carnage.I sit beside Knox at the defendant's table, my hands clasped in my lap to hide the trembling. I barely slept last night.E
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Hi, everyone! Good evening. Just a quick update — I’m a little slow with writing today because I’m dealing with the flu. I’ve taken meds, but they come with drowsiness and sleepiness as side effects. My head’s been hot and hurting, and I’m honestly just exhausted. I’m still working on the chapter though! Just slower than usual because I’m frankly out of it right now. Hopefully I can finish before the day is over and get it posted. Also — big news: I’m officially done with my day job! Which means way more writing time from here on out. So yay to that! Now, I saw someone ask how often I update. Updates are daily double/triple updates! But let me explain my workflow so you understand why there might be pauses sometimes. I write in marathons. I have ADHD, so when I hyperfixate and lock in, I get a LOT done — we’re talking 10 chapters in two or three days. Then I take a break until the next wave of focus hits. Usually that lines up perfectly with the scheduled chapters running out, so
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