Red Planet Alpha

Chapter 5: Earthbound BeastsPacific Coast, California – Re-entry + 3 Days

### Chapter 5: Earthbound Beasts

Pacific Coast, California – Re-entry + 3 Days

The beach was theirs alone.

Moonlight silvered the waves crashing against the rocky shore, and the air smelled of salt and pine from the cliffs above. Jax carried Eva the last few steps from the water, both of them naked, dripping, skin still steaming from the cold Pacific swim.

He laid her down on the soft sand, but there was nothing gentle in his eyes. They glowed silver, fully feral now, fangs peeking past his lips. The alien markings on his chest and arms pulsed with faint bioluminescence—patterns that looked almost tribal, ancient, Martian.

Eva’s own body answered. Her hazel eyes shifted to molten gold, claws extending just enough to rake lightly down his back as he settled between her thighs.

“You ran with me,” he growled, voice deep and rough. “You chose me over everything.”

“I’ll always choose you,” she whispered, arching up to meet him. “Now claim me again, alpha. Make it hurt so good I feel you for days.”

Jax didn’t need more invitation.

He entered her in one brutal thrust, burying himself to the hilt. Eva cried out, the sound echoing off the cliffs, legs locking around his waist. The sand shifted beneath them as he started moving—hard, punishing strokes that drove her into the ground with every snap of his hips.

“Mine,” he snarled, one hand pinning her wrists above her head, the other gripping her hip hard enough to bruise. “This p***y is mine. This body. This heart. Every f*****g inch of you.”

“Yes—yours—” Eva gasped, meeting every thrust, her full breasts bouncing with the force. The heat was back full force, triggered by the escape, the adrenaline, the freedom. She was soaked, dripping down his balls, the wet sounds obscene in the open air.

Jax released her wrists only to flip her over onto her hands and knees. He yanked her hips up, spreading her wide, and slammed back in from behind.

Eva screamed into the sand, fingers clawing furrows as he f****d her like an animal—deep, relentless, hips slapping against her ass. His hand fisted in her long wavy hair, pulling her head back so he could lean down and bite the claiming mark on her neck again, reopening it, tasting her blood.

The pain exploded into pleasure. She came hard, walls clamping down on him, squirting around his c**k in messy waves.

Jax didn’t stop. Couldn’t. The rut was on him now, matching her heat perfectly.

He pulled out suddenly, flipping her onto her back again. “Want to see your face when I knot you,” he rasped.

Eva spread her legs wide, offering everything. “Do it. Fill me up. Breed me right here under the moon.”

He drove back in, slower this time, savoring every inch. His thumb found her c**t, rubbing tight circles as he built her up again.

“Look at me,” he ordered.

Gold eyes locked on silver.

“I love you,” he said, voice breaking with emotion even as his body dominated hers. “Always have. From the first day in training. This just made it undeniable.”

Tears pricked Eva’s eyes. “I love you too, Jax. My mate. My alpha.”

The knot began to swell.

Eva felt it first—the thick ridge catching at her entrance with every withdrawal, stretching her deliciously. She whimpered, pushing down to take more.

Jax’s control snapped. He thrust deep and held, the knot inflating fully, locking them together as he came with a roar that scattered night birds from the trees.

Hot pulses flooded her, so much it leaked out around the tie. Eva’s second orgasm crashed through her, body shaking, milking him for everything.

They collapsed sideways in the sand, still knotted, Jax spooning her from behind, one arm banded under her breasts, the other splayed possessively over her belly.

Minutes passed. The knot throbbed gently inside her, keeping them joined.

“We can’t stay here long,” Jax murmured against her ear. “They’ll have drones, satellites, ground teams.”

Eva turned her head to kiss him softly. “Then we run. Together.”

He nodded. “There’s an old SEAL buddy in the Sierra Nevada. Off-grid cabin. We head there. Regroup. Figure out what we are now.”

“And the others?” she asked. “Lena and the crew—they’re in some black-site lab by now.”

Jax’s jaw tightened. “We get strong first. Build a pack. Then we go get them.”

Eva smiled, feeling the primal power humming under her skin. “A pack. I like that.”

The knot finally eased. Jax pulled out slowly, both groaning at the loss. He cleaned them with seawater, then carried her to the tree line where they’d stashed stolen clothes from a nearby campground.

Dressed in borrowed jeans and hoodies, they looked almost human again.

Almost.

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One Week Later – Sierra Nevada Safehouse

The cabin was remote, solar-powered, stocked with weapons and MREs. Jax’s buddy had left the keys under the mat and vanished—no questions asked.

For seven days, they didn’t leave the bed.

The heats and ruts synced into one endless cycle. They f****d on every surface—the kitchen table, the shower, against the massive stone fireplace, out on the deck under the pines.

Jax took her slow and tender in the mornings, kissing every inch of her body, whispering how perfect she was, how grateful he was that fate—Martian fate—had bound them.

In the afternoons, she rode him reverse in the armchair, grinding down on his knot until they both saw stars.

At night, it turned feral again. He chased her through the woods in partial shift—claws, fangs, glowing eyes—caught her against a tree, and f****d her standing until her legs gave out.

They marked each other over and over. New bites on thighs, breasts, shoulders. Scratches that healed into silver scars.

Eva discovered new abilities daily. Heightened senses—she could hear deer a mile away. Strength—she lifted logs Jax once struggled with. Speed—she outran him in the chase (on purpose, because she loved being caught).

And the libido. Insatiable.

One night, after a particularly intense session where Jax had knotted her three times in a row, Eva lay draped across his chest, tracing the glowing markings.

“What are we?” she asked quietly.

Jax threaded fingers through her hair. “The next evolution. Survivors of a dead world, reborn on this one.”

She lifted her head. “And the corporation? The government? They’ll never stop hunting us.”

“Let them come,” he said, eyes flashing. “I was a SEAL before this. Now I’m something more. And I have you.”

Eva smiled, feeling the familiar heat stir again. “Round four?”

Jax flipped her under him in one smooth move. “Always, mate.”

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Three Months Later – Underground Network

Word spread in dark corners of the internet. Leaked footage. Whispers of escaped “specimens.” Reports of strange attacks—feral humans with glowing eyes.

Others were waking up.

Not just their crew.

The Mars sample hadn’t been the only one.

The corporation had launched secret follow-ups. More DNA harvested. More exposures.

People were changing.

Jax and Eva found the first one in Oregon—a young park ranger who’d stumbled on a crashed drone carrying vials. He was half-feral, terrified, hiding in a cave.

They brought him back. Taught him control. Taught him pack.

Then a nurse in Nevada. A soldier gone AWOL in Colorado.

The pack grew.

Jax became alpha by default—strongest, most experienced, most controlled. Eva his luna—smart, fierce, the heart that kept them human.

They trained. Planned. Built alliances.

The world thought they were monsters.

They knew better.

They were the future.

And when the corporation finally came for them—black helicopters on the horizon, armored trucks rolling up the mountain road—Jax stood on the cabin porch, Eva at his side, pack arrayed behind them.

He smiled, fangs glinting in the dawn light.

“Let them come,” he said again.

This time, Eva answered.

“We’ll be ready.”

The war for Earth had begun.

But the beasts had already won the first battle.

They had each other.

Forever.