[The Shifters Committee 01.0] Time Shifters

by Rebecca Foxx

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  Book 1: Time Shifters

  A TOUCH OF SHIFTER SERIES

  Rebecca Foxx

  (See all other books from Rebecca Foxx)

  “Life is nothing without the excitement of passion”

  Contents

  Book 1: Time Shifters

  Introduction

  Chapter 1 – Air Check

  Chapter 2 – When In Rome

  Chapter 3 – Walkers and Salvation

  Chapter 4 – It All Came Down to This

  Chapter 5 – The Committee Reprisal

  Chapter 6 – The Connection

  Chapter 7 – Night Watch

  Chapter 8 – Reversal

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  Book 1: Time Shifters

  A TOUCH OF SHIFTER SERIES

  Rebecca Foxx

  (See all other books from Rebecca Foxx)

  Introduction

  He had come in for an interview and immediately, she knew that he would be a star. He was amazingly gorgeous and she could smell the musk of his strength and charm; her senses tingled and her emerald green eyes flashed brightly for a millisecond and it didn’t go unnoticed. He felt the hair on the back of his neck bristle; a sure sign that they shared the same genetic composition.

  She hired him to be a morning drive personality on one of her radio stations and he proved to be exactly what she had predicted. His morning show was popular and he had gained a great deal of notoriety for his volunteerism. Laura was immeasurably proud of him and his work and he was delightful eye candy.

  Neil was drawn to Laura and he couldn’t understand why. She was a voluptuous brunette with pools of refreshing peace in her eyes and a smile, when she revealed it, which calmed even the beast within him. He was torn apart by mixed emotions. He wanted her desperately, but his employment arrangement precluded any advances, and he was actually beginning to resent her for changing the movement of his inner alpha male.

  His black eyes would turn a bright gold when she was around and he had no control of his instincts.

  He was filled with primal desire for her.

  They shared a great deal in common; including their ability to travel to different locations at different times and when they learned of each others’ abilities, their connection was inevitable. Unfortunately, they would risk the existence of the human race to act on their compulsion.

  Chapter 1 – Air Check

  It was a Monday like many others she had made her way through, however, this particular morning things just seemed a little off to her. There was anxiety in the air that was palpable.

  Laura had experienced this before but it was usually just before her kind was attacked. Instinctively, she tugged at her necklace as though it would give her answers. The leather-like material around her neck pressed against her, the diamond-shaped green crystal between her fingers as she pulled and bit her lip.

  Monday mornings at the office started with the compulsory pot of coffee, an apple, and going over air checks from all of the radio personalities. The air checks gave her a snapshot of how they were each performing and how they sounded at any given time. After she reviewed them on her own, she would be meeting with each of the personalities to give pointers, suggestions, pats on the back, or kicks in the rear.

  The air checks were all pretty good, however, Neil had become increasingly snippy with some of his show’s callers and she needed to talk with him about his attitude. It was not a conversation she was looking forward to. He was often argumentative and flashes his seductive, yet challenging eyes at her causing her ire to flare to meet his challenge.

  Yet, there was more. She was amazingly aroused and had terrible difficulty concealing it.

  “Enough is enough, Rhoades,” she said as he closed the door to her office behind him.

  “You’re getting a little big for your britches and it’s beginning to reflect in our focus group numbers. Your attitude has to change or I’m putting you on a forced sabbatical.”

  He made his way to the chair in front of her desk, pushed aside his mane of black hair and sat down.

  “Don’t think that I don’t notice it as well,” he pleaded, “there is something in the air and it’s coming up on us very quickly.”

  She understood completely because she too felt it.

  In a display of vulnerability and extreme risk, she allowed her eyes to hint at her dual identity. The hair stood up on the back of her neck, on her arms, and began to tingle. Her emerald green eyes shown brightly through the emotional clutter of confusion and angst.

  Instinctively he responded in kind; the black of his eyes turned a deep brown and then evolved to a gleaming tempered gold. With that, their suspicions of each other were confirmed; both feeling swept away with physical attraction toward each other. It was guttural, primal urge that couldn’t only be satisfied with either ani
malistic sex or the shedding of blood.

  In that instant, Laura’s necklace began to glow, and within seconds they were both transported to another place and time.

  Chapter 2 – When In Rome

  They stood in the steamy, square room hidden because of the activity all around them as well as the thick, aromatic fog that seemed to beckon to them. The scent was a combination of jasmine, lavender, and sweaty sex. The pool in the middle of the room was filled with water and men and women in various states of undress. Many were entangled in the grips of sexual positions and the sounds in the room affirmed the visage of their bodies.

  There was something else in the air as well. It was a scent that was familiar to them but distinctly different and almost majestic. They both scanned the room to find themselves in robes that were white and loose-fitting and Laura had sprigs of baby’s breath in her hair. They wore similar sandals, though his were a little worse for the wear.

  They had both independently transported countless times, but it took more effort and it was substantially more exhausting. That particular incident, however, was instantaneous and charged with electricity that tickled and teased their loins and energized them. The activity surrounding them didn’t make matters much easier on either of them.

  In one farm corner of the room, the steam was particularly thick and just occasionally, they would catch a glimpse of a bright glow and the sounds of growling and moans of pleasure would fill their ears. Suddenly, they caught their hands together; embracing both from arousal and from security and safety. When they heard the moans and saw the glow, their skin would crawl and the urge to bare their teeth oozed up from the core of their beings.

  Before they could make their way out of the bath house, a tall, thin, woman approached Neil and stood in front of him biting her lip and eyeing him from head to toe. A flare of jealousy rose up the spine of Laura and she began to shake and her instinct to attack covered her very soul. She was both shocked and excited that she had, for the first time in her life, found herself with a hint of jealousy and secondly, she was getting increasingly aroused.

  The blonde-haired vixen spoke.

  “My name is Camilla and I want to welcome you to my playground.”

  She inched closer to Neil and ran her finger up and down the middle of his chest. Neil’s nostrils flared, his face tightened, his eyes glowed, and he emitted an aroma of dominant male.

  Laura couldn’t take her eyes off of the magnificent Adonis next to her.

  Two servants with trays of fresh fruit and a carafe of wine approached, poured them each a glass of wine, and went on their way. Neil drank heartily from his glass and within a few short seconds, was ready for another and like clockwork they arrived with more wine.

  As Camille and Neil were exploring each others’ minds in conversation, a middle-aged man of some distinction made his way over to Laura’s side and spoke.

  “I am Anthony and I want to be the first to welcome you to Rome,” he said, his voice deep and seductive. He then kissed her hand.

  Laura’s mind was racing as to how he could tell that they were visitors to Rome, but she managed to respond.

  “Thank you,” she said, “I can’t imagine we’ll be staying long.”

  The gentleman frowned, feigning disappointment.

  “I’m sorry to hear that, but I expect you would enjoy the accommodations so very much that you would never again want to leave.”

  He smiled widely, showing off his bright white smile, and the devilish look in his eyes.

  “This isn’t the first time we’ve encountered Walkers in our humble abode but never have I seen one as curvaceous, beautiful, and delicious as the one before me now,” he said.

  She found herself becoming intoxicated by his voice; the look in his eyes made what was left of her panties wet, and sweat form on her brow.

  “You flatter me,” she said coyly. There was actually a hint of blushing revealing itself on her cheeks.

  She had been around many alpha males in her day, but this one was different. There was a strong aroma about him, and something behind his eyes that Laura couldn’t name of see. It was just there. His voice seemed to be leading her down an emotional path of pleasure and she could feel that pleasure between her legs. She began to throb and to pulsate.

  She knew that he could smell her and he wanted her. When he took her hand and led her to an antechamber where the noise of the bath house had all but been silenced, she was beginning to swoon and reel from the all encompassing composure of Anthony.

  He pushed her up against one of the massive columns that encircled the chamber and kissed her deeply. Her first response was shock and fury, but it took very little for her to grab the graying brown hair on the back of his head and push his mouth to hers.

  His tongue explored her mouth; his hands traveling over her body, but stopping between her legs to enjoy the feel of her wet warmth on his fingers. He had pulled her robe to the side and ripped her panties off with one movement and before she could take a breath, his fingers were inside of her.

  She felt his strong, experienced fingers inside of her and it pushed her to the edge of abject ecstasy. She was swollen, soaking and legs quivering and opening to allow him more access. He responded by sliding a second and then a third finger inside of her, the result being a loud gasp on her part and her juices trickling down her inner thighs.

  She wanted him inside of her.

  Her eyes began to turn as did his when he spun her around with her face pressed against the column; her round but firm ass pointed out to receive him. She could hear growling and grunting behind her and since she hadn’t sampled him with her hands, she had no idea what she was about to receive.

  He slid into her quickly and violently; her face smashing against the pillar. She felt as though he was going to split her in half yet she was engulfed with pleasure. She pushed as he did and together, they were a primal machine of sexuality.

  She felt her legs get weaker, the room was spinning, and then she exploded in a scream of pleasure that had to have been heard throughout the bath house. She wrapped herself around him and squeezed, pulling as much of him into her as she could handle as the lights flickered. Wave after wave of ecstasy poured over her. She hadn’t notice but she was on all fours and he was as well behind her. Laura howled one last time as she erupted one final time.

  She could then feel him pounding away at her; his cock hard, wet, and vicious, he thrust himself inside of her with great force and she could feel the very instant when he tensed up and finally experienced relief. He poured himself into her and he too threw his head back and howled her name.

  She could feel him filling her with his hot cum; and it was at that moment she realized that they had both changed without pain, without effort, and most importantly, without realizing it.

  Through her sweaty fur, her head turned to the entranceway they came from to see Camille trotting towards her. She felt the blow to the back of her head but the time it took her head to hit the floor seemed like it went in slow motion.

  She collapsed on the marble floor, her clothing ripped to shreds and strewn about the room, the blood tickling from her would and matting up in her brown hair. There was faint laughter in the background as she closed her eyes.

  “Walkers,” was the last thing she heard before she was gone.

  Chapter 3 – Walkers and Salvation

  “Walkers,” as they were called, were the unique bread of shifters who could travel in time and space with little effort.

  Walkers were named as such because they could merely walk from one time into another. They could be as specific about locations and time periods as they wanted to, but the accuracy of their arrival was contingent upon the strength each Walker had individually.

  For centuries, Walkers had been hidden by The Committee because of their special abilities, and the desire to perform social and biological tests to see if they could breed with other shifters or if they could breed with full humans.

 
Most Walkers didn’t even know they were Walkers until the experimentation began but by the time it became public, they had become a target for the rest of the shifters who believed them to be an aberration and in need of elimination.

  The average shifter had no idea what lengths the Walkers had gone to in order to ensure the life and safety of the rest of their kind; neither would they ever.

  Of the Walkers who knew of their abilities, their lives became more than work, family, home, romance, or the other mundane realities of life. Their lives were one of commitment, of war, and of responsibility.

  Naturally, they were the most ferocious breed in the shifter household and when provoked, would respond with extreme violence and not care one bit what the outcome may have been. They were at the top of the food chain which made them targets of both The Committee and the rest of the shifter universe.

  Laura had learned that she was a shifter and a walker much earlier in life than did Neil. In most circles, Laura would become the de facto den mother of sorts. She was experienced, strong, and possessed the kind of wisdom that could keep the whole of the race alive and perhaps even to mete out justice where necessary.