Wolf at the Door: A Timber Creek Wolf Novel

By Monique McMorgan

Dominic, the sheriff of Timber Creek, is called out to investigate a murder that could start a clan war between two rival werewolf clans. The victim is the son of Winston Hamilton, the mayor of Timber Creek and the head of the elitist Grey clan, the same clan Dominic is a part of. Dominic and his deputy, Tanner, discover evidence that the Brown clan – long-time rivals of the Greys - killed the mayor’s son, breaking an uneasy peace, but something is amiss. 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Monique McMorgan
• Release date: May 9, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386914037

Monique McMorgan

Biography Monique writes books and because you are reading this it makes perfect sense. She’s best known for writing steamy paranormal fiction romance including Mind Games, and the 5-part Timber Creek Wolf Novels. She enjoys apple pie, as so many of you do and any kind of puzzle game.  Monique has written contemporary romance under the name Amerine Graham and continues to write as Monique McMorgan. Monique is at home with her family, a large overgrown garden and a huge collection of books from almost every genre. facebook.com/Moniquemcmorgan Twitter- @McmorganMonique Instagram-mcmorgan.m

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Wolf at the Door

A Timber Creek Wolf Novel

Monique McMorgan

Published by Monique McMorgan, 2017.

Wolf at the Door

Monique McMorgan

Copyright 2016 – Monique McMorgan

This book is a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is entirely coincidental.  Names, characters, businesses, organizations, places, events and incidents are all products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.

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Other books by Monique McMorgan

The Timber Creek Wolf Series

Wolf  In Blue

Wolf  Medicine

Wolf  in the Castle

Wolf  in the Desert

Wolf’s Edge

Southern Psychic Sisters

Mind Games

Coming Soon

Jackson-The Jaguar Letters

Wolf at the Door

Table of Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter One

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Dominic could smell the blood well before they pulled up to the tiny bungalow at the end of the street. In all the years that Dominic had been on the force, they never had to respond to a homicide, much less the murder of the mayor’s son. As the squad car pulled into the driveway, the hairs on the back of Dominic’s neck stood on end. He knew this was going to be a bad day. Dominic shifted the car into park and took a breath in.

This is going to be ugly. He said to his deputy, Tanner.

I can smell it from here, Tanner replied. His face was pale and Dominic could sense the unease inside of him. It was understandable, being a deputy in Timber Creek wasn’t a stressful job. The town was small and the normals in town were an easy going sort. The werewolves, well, tempers could run hot, but ever since the two clans agreed to a truce thirty years ago, there hadn’t been any incidents. The wolves liked to a keep a low-profile, and murdering someone was a surefire way to bring in unwanted attention.

Any ideas who could've done it? Tanner asked as rubbed his wrist. Dominic noticed that he wasn't wearing his watch, the watch Dominic bought him when Tanner had first become a deputy. It wasn't the time to ask about it. 

No idea, Dominic said in a low grumble, but that was a lie. Underneath the smell of blood and fear, he could smell the unmistakable odor of the Browns. He was surprised that Tanner couldn’t smell it, but then again, Tanner was still new to being a werewolf and his senses weren’t as sharp as Dominic’s.

Well, Dominic’s voice was deep and smooth. Let’s figure this out. He got out of the cruiser and Tanner followed behind.

Dominic opened the front door and stood in the doorway. He filled up the frame and had to bend his neck slightly to walk through. Dominic's broad shoulders filled out his tan uniform and he was always the tallest one in a crowd. Underneath of his dark and naturally stylish hair, Dominic's crystal blue eyes took in the scene in front of him. The tiny living room was torn apart and a ratty orange couch was overturned. A limp leg hung off the end of the couch and Dominic didn’t want to see what it was attached to.

Jesus christ. Exclaimed Tanner, They tore the whole place up.

They sure did. Dominic moved over to the couch and looked at the other side. There was Ron Hamilton, lifeless and ripped apart. Dominic had always liked Ron and it was troubling to see him like this, the poor kid didn’t deserve it.

Does Winston know yet? Tanner walked up beside Dominic, took one look, and turned the other way.

No, but we’re going to have to tell him. Winston was Ron’s father and the mayor of Timber Creek. More importantly, he was the clan leader of the Greys, Dominic and Tanners clan. Winston Hamilton was a stern, severe man that ruled over the clan with a quiet intimidation. He wasn’t looking forward to telling him about the murder of his only son, but someone had to do it.

Dominic and Tanner started to look around and piece together what happened, but Dominic’s nose told him all he needed to know. That was one of the perks to being a werewolf, having a strong sense of smell; it's more than just being able to smell better than normals, it opens up a whole new world. Everyone leaves tiny bits of their fragrance in the air that a wolf’s nose can pick up, even weeks later. In a way, it's like a window into the past. He could smell the Browns clearly, and they had been in wolf form, and there was Ron’s corpse; it seemed pretty simple.

Boss, Tanner started to say, but Dominic already knew what was coming. This was the Browns, no doubt about it. Tanner saying it out loud made it all the more real, and this was a problem that Dominic didn’t want on his plate.

Sure seems that way. He replied and crouched down to examine Ron’s body. There were bite marks all over him and his throat had been torn out. It was definitely the work of wolves, and seeing how Ron was still in human form, they came in quick and didn’t even give him a chance to transform.

Dominic knew what this meant - a full-out war between the Browns and the Greys. The last time the two clans went at it, Dominic had just been a child and hardly remembered it at