Novel & Cerita Are Wolves Scared Of Thunder

Please. Just as I was muttering a silent prayer, the ground suddenly trembled beneath us. A low, guttural growl filled the air, followed by the thunderous sound of pounding footsteps. What's happening? The hooded figures around us froze, looking alarmed as their heads snapped toward the source of the sound. Through the smoke and chaos, I saw them—wolves. A whole pack of them, their massive forms barreling toward us like a tidal wave of fury. Leading them was a dark brown wolf, its golden eyes blazing with

I looked at Aiden and he just had a huge grin on his face. I was so upset and pissed off, because it was all Aiden's fault. He was just stood there smirking at me, so I sped up and charged right at him. Landon quickly shifted ready to fight me, but just before I got to them I let out an ear-piercing screech. I knew from their last reaction; wolves can't handle the high-pitched sound. All four of them instantly dropped to the floor screaming, and then fumbled about trying to quickly cover their ears.

“Let Brandon and his team deal with her.” Just then, a deep, thunderous howl rips through the night, so loud it rattles the window. I flinch as my heart sinks in my chest, clutching at them tight. Oh goddess please keep me and mine safe from Amelia's claws . Shawn chuckles. “You are such a Scaredy-cat. Don’t let that bother you. The howling is normal ,That’s what wolves do during a full moon.” Desmond smirks. “Besides, you’re in safe hands. Nothing’s going to happen to you.”

“Did she?” Layla nodded. “She watches over all the wolves.” Daniel looked toward the window. “What does she do during storms?” Layla thought for a moment. “She sends the thunder to remind the brave wolves below that she is still there.” Daniel looked thoughtful. “So… the thunder isn’t angry?” “No,” Layla said gently. “It’s protection.” He seemed to relax slightly at that. Layla continued her story, telling him about brave wolf cubs who grew strong and fearless under the watchful light of the Moon Goddess. She spoke about how the pack stood together through storms, protecting one another and growing stronger because of it.

I threatened, my wolf's fur standing on end. Lena cowered, her eyes fixed on me in terror. My wolf gestured to the door, signaling for her to leave. She scrambled to her feet and hastily exited my room, leaving me seething with anger. I couldn't believe my wolf had reacted so strongly over a mere omega.

Armina's perspective: I stare into the sky in amazement as flames ignite, the air around us pushing it up into the sky like a tornado. As I watch I see them; hundreds of oversized crows; their bodies igniting as the sound they make is so high pitched all of us wolves are on the ground. The sound piercing our ears, I try to block it out, my intense hearing working against me as the sound feels so piercing I'm worried my ears are going to rupture.

Their cries pierced the air, each wail twisting a knife deeper into my chest. “Thanos!” I screamed, my voice raw and trembling with fury. “Give me back my pups!” My bare feet pounded against the earth as I ran faster, closing the distance. Thanos didn’t stop. His stride was steady, deliberate, as if my desperate cries meant nothing. The two wolves trailing behind him turned at the sound of my voice, their crimson eyes locking onto me. Their growls echoed through the woods, low and menacing. Their sharp teeth snapped together, the sound chilling in the stillness.

I hugged my knees tighter to my chest as the thunder rocked the sky, causing me to flinch in my place. It was hard to control how I felt. The lightning brightened my dark room, sending fear down my bones. A sob escaped my mouth as my whole body shook in pure fright. I didn’t know that I was that scared of storms. I wasn’t just scared. I was petrified. My heart was about to stop at any given second. It was my first time to experience a storm like that since I woke up and found myself in Silver Moon Pack.

The downpour began. I instinctively flinched, all the color draining from my face. I had a crippling fear of thunderstorms. When I was a pup, I was attacked by rogue wolves during a stormy night. The trauma had haunted me ever since. Wyatt knew this. During our first year together, to calm my fears, he held my shaking body and wrote a vow on a piece of paper: "I, Wyatt, swear on my wolf that for every thunderstorm from now on, I will hold Valerie in my arms and never let her face the dark alone."

When she tried the second time, I moved to the left and bit down on her other leg until I heard another crack echo through the serenity of the woods. The sound of my name had my ears peaking up, turning to the side to find Torey rushing towards me, five wolves emerging behind from the trees with him. I watched as he began stalking towards us, a dangerous look looming in his eyes. He looked enraged and pissed. The thought of contacting him through our mind link never occurred to me since my wolf and I didn't see Olie as a threat, and my wolf didn't want Torey to take away her prey.