Hey guys,

Well, I am sorry to say this is the final chapter of The Alpha's Seer. I know you must be all sad to see it go but it had to end sometime, and it seemed that the last chapter seemed like a good place. I simply wanted to make sure to tie up some loose ends without drawing it out. So, think of this as a bonus chapter if you will :P

Anyway, thank you to everyone who has supported me throughout my writing. I would like to believe that you have helped me to continue to improve my writing and I will not be giving up writing any time soon :P

Lots of love,

xxx


Chapter 52


Five Years Later

Brooke frowned as she watched her baby come out of the school building, her heart aching when she took note of his almost defeated expression. Something had happened, she was sure of it.

It had been less than a few weeks following the battle when Jacob had asked her to move in with him officially, and while she had expected to move into his father's house with him permanently, what she hadn't expected was what he had been doing without her knowledge. Instead of Billy's home he had taken her to a small cabin near the edge of the woods, and when he had informed her that he had been building it for them for a while now she had felt her love only continue to grow for him. It had been and still was perfect for the both of them and he had clearly built it with her in mind.

Smiling at the memory she had made sure to tell Billy he was welcome whenever he wished, and that just because she was moving in with his son didn't mean that she didn't expect him around every Sunday for lunch. So far he had yet to miss a single week and for that she was bubbling with happiness that she finally had a family which she could call her own.

It had been less than a year after that when she found out she was pregnant, and while she had been on birth control the fates had clearly decided that it was time to bring a new alpha into the world. It was the happiest day of her life when little Liam was born, a miniature version of Jacob apart from her eyes which he had clearly gotten from his mother. Her life as far as she was concerned was utterly perfect.

As for Paul the day she had brought home his mate, the imprint and been instant and now the pair were inseparable. Annie was a shy girl who had run away from home only hours before she met Brooke and Leah who bluntly told her that if she trusted them she could have the perfect life, and clearly she had. Since that day Annie hadn't regretted following them a single moment, and Paul seemed to be forever grateful. It had also helped to soften his temper now he didn't seem to have a reason to be angry all the time, and while he had his occasion rage filled fit it only took a simply and loving touch from Annie to have him practically wagging his tail.

Jacob had also taken over the alpha role pretty quickly after the battle, finding his birth right too tempting for his wolf to resist any longer. Brooke had been completely surprised and Billy couldn't have been prouder to have his son leading the pack like it was his right to. The entire pack knew their new alpha was perfect for the role and they didn't have a single doubt when he made it known that he wanted to step up, but it was Sam and Emily who had celebrated the switch in leadership the most. She was now happily pregnant and they were expecting their first pup in August. They couldn't wait.

Returning back to the present Brooke knelt down when she saw her sweet boy scan the playground, a bright smile appearing on his still slightly chubby cheeks as he caught sight of his mummy. It took him seconds before he was engulfed in a hug which left him bright with giggles.

"You have fun today, sweetie?" Brooke asked as she cupped her son's cheek.

Liam bit his lip shyly before looking away, Brooke's concern and worry increasing when she picked up on his expression.

"What happened, baby?"

"Those boys were mean to me," she heard him whisper as he pulled his bottom lip into his mouth.

Brooke frowned at that, following his line of sight before she caught the direction of where he was looking. There stood four boys who looked to be more than a few years older than him, all laughing and shoving each other as they waited for their own parents to arrive.

"What did they do?" she asked him gently, the protective mother in her flaring at the thought of someone hurting her little baby, even if they were just some kids. As far as she was concerned they should know better. "Please baby, daddy's going to be here soon to pick us up and I really need to know what they did" she pushed gently. Jacob had dropped her off with a peck on the lips and an arse slap, telling her he just needed to make a stop for some paint for Sam's nursery and he would be back in the time Liam came out. She knew he wouldn't be pleased in the slightest when she found out his cub was being bullied, he was more protective than her at times.

"They called me a runt," he stuttered out through his tears. "And that daddy must be ashamed to call me his son," he cried causing Brooke to be filled with rage. The kids had to be 12 at least, years older than her sweet boy and yet they were bullying him! How dare they!

She quickly cupped his cheeks, making him look at her. "You know that's not right, don't you baby? Daddy adores you just like I do, just like the pack."

Liam nodded at that, knowing all about the pack. Being the son of the alpha meant while he was on the skinny side right now he would fill out a lot more in his later years, but right now he was her little angel and as far as she was concerned he always would be.

Brooke was still internally fuming when she felt Liam squirm in her arms, his face alight with happiness and excitement. She smiled, letting him go when she felt her own body hum with the delightful feeling of her mate approaching. He rarely did the school runs since he was normally on patrol, but Sam was covering for him today and her mate was clearly loving the greeting he was getting from his son.

"Heya cub," Jacob swung his son upside down with ease causing him to laugh and giggle in delight. "Why were you upset?" he continued, having sensed both his mates' distress and his sons. His wolf wasn't happy to say the least but he was careful to keep his tone light and his features relaxed as not to upset his son any more than he had been.

"He is being bullied," Brooke frowned as she walked over to her mate. "I do not like it."

Jacob snapped his head in her direction, "what?"

"You need to go over there and tell those boys to leave my son alone" she demanded as she pointed in the oblivious kid's direction. It didn't matter to her that they were mere children, they had made her son cry and she would be damned if she allowed them to have the opportunity to do so again.

"What'd they do?" Jacob growled out, narrowing his eyes. His wolf was snarling furiously; no wonder his little mate had been so upset.

It was Liam who answered, "they said you were dis-disappoint in me for being a runt" he pouted out, suddenly tearful again.

Inside Jacob was seething; it had never crossed his mind that his son would be getting any hassle at school. He was in line to be the chief of the entire tribe when his father stepped down, he was the alpha of the pack not to mention since he had taken over his bloodline role he had filled out even more so. Brooke looked tiny standing next to him now, well…smaller that she did previously anyway.

Grunting he pulled his son upright before gently placing him in his mates arm, spinning on his heel before storming over to the young group of boys. He was fuming, and while he knew they were children and he wouldn't harm them that didn't mean he wasn't about to go and protect his son, to let them know that if they messed with Liam then they messed with not only him, but his mate and the entire pack. They had no idea how difficult their lives could get if they didn't leave his cub alone.

Approaching he knew the moment they had taken note of his large form heading towards them, their eyes widening as they took in his muscular form. He knew he had to look more than a tad threatening.

"Urm…hi?" the eldest of the four boys broke the silence as they looked up at him. "Who are you?"

Jacob crossed his arms over his chest, feeling his muscles bunch up at the action. "You have been picking on my son and I am here to tell you it would not be a good idea to continue to do so."

One of the boys snorted. "We don't know what you're talking about mate, but we aren't been picking on no kid of yours."

Jacob raised a brow.

"Look," one of them shifted nervously under his gaze. "The only kid we've been picking on is some runt, and it's not like-"

"That runt" Jacob growled through gritted teeth. "Is my son!"

He could see the moment it clicked in their heads as they looked towards where his mate and son stood on the opposite side of the playground, Liam's head buried firmly in Brookes neck while his normally sweet and bubbly female was glaring furiously in their direction. He normally loved it when she was mad, she looked adorable, but he would have to think of that later since right now he had more pressing matters to attend to.

The boys immediately went on the defensive.

"Look mate, we didn't know!" the eldest raised his hands in surrender.

Jacob's eyes narrowed further, sensing that they weren't taking this as seriously as he expected them to.

His sneering was interrupted when he heard what he assumed to be one of the boys parents heading over, and the sudden nervousness in their scent clued him in on the fact they were very aware of his high standing within the tribe. Other than his father he was technically the most important elder of the tribe. Him and his family that was.

"Is there a problem here?"

Recognising the male immediately as owning a small but successful store on the edge of the reservation, Jacob stood taller before turning his attention towards Mr and Mrs Evans.

"I was just informing your child to sort out his behaviour towards my son," Jacob spoke bluntly, still utterly pissed off with the entire situation.

He watched as the father swallowed thickly, glancing at his son who looked more than a tad confused at why his father was asking as nervously as he was.

"Is this true, Jack?"

The boy shrugged. "Look, it was just for a laugh. I mean-"

"It's not funny though," his mother scolded, flushed red with humiliation and embarrassment as other parents seemed to look their way. "We didn't raise you to be a bully, so you had better explain yourself young man or trust me the consequences will be severe!"

Jacob was partly impressed with how she took such control with her children, smiling when he thought about the first time Brooke had been forced to scold their son. He hadn't had her pegged as such a hard-ass he thought with a smirk, but Liam had gotten the point very quickly.

It was clear the little boy loathed upsetting his mother; a sad Brooke was a heart-breaking sight.

"But-"

"Jack!" his father snapped. "You respect the elders of the tribe, did I teach you nothing?"

The boy huffed. "He isn't though! I mean I would respect Black but this bloke clearly isn't him!"

Jacob raised a brow at that, who did the kid think he was?

Mr Evans pursed his lips, shooting Jacob an apologetic look that he quickly dismissed. It wasn't the fathers fault they were stuck in this situation.

"I apologise for this, Jacob" he spoke, catching his sons and the other kids attention.

"Wait! There is no way this is Billy's son!"

"Why not?"

"Because this bloke has to look to be in his late twenties at least!"

Jacob tuned out the father snapping at his son, turning his attention back to his mate and child before smiling when he saw that Brooke has placed Liam on the floor and was currently sitting cross legged, captured in whatever his son was nattering on about.

The boy could talk up a storm.

Wanting to get this over quickly all of a sudden, wanting nothing more than to get back to his family where he could enjoy the rest of the day, he said his goodbyes to the couple whose mother was still scolding her son with a furious attitude. He was confident that Liam wouldn't be subjected to any tormenting by the way the threats were being dished out by the woman.

He was just about to leave when the father asked him about whether he was still on for his trip with Billy. Apparently the two of them had made plans.

Not quite sure why he was asking at first it only took him a few seconds to figure out that he was worried Jacks behaviour would come between him. Why he had no idea?

"I doubt he'd cancel," he confessed with a shrug. His dad never cancelled his trips, especially when his Brooke asked if she could cook what he had caught.

If there was one thing his father liked it was that his mate was a brilliant cook.

With that said he hurried back over to his family, his life. If there was one thing he was aware of it was just how lucky of a hand he had been dealt by the fates.

He only hoped it would stay that way.


It's sad to see the story come to an end, but I am thinking about doing a sequel. I found that I didn't go into as much detail with Pauls mate as I would have liked so a few following chapters may or may not be written.

Just out of curiosity though. What are your thoughts on a sequel?

Thanks for all the support.

I love you all.

xxx