Are Wolves Scared Of Thunder Novels & Stories

The gentle thumping of paws and the feeling of predator eyes on me could not belong to any kind of rabbit. I got my flashlight out and wore my backpack, ready to run. That's when I saw them. Three large wolves, closing in on me. Teeth bared. With my good luck, it started to rain. Note the sarcasm. "Are you werewolves, or just regular wolves?" I knew that fear was oozing out of me in waves. Heck, they could probably even taste my fear now. They responded with angry grunts. "Please don't hurt me. I taste terrible." I bent down to pick a pebble, and I threw it at one of them.

The chill she felt had nothing to do with the rain. The very moment her eyes met with a single lightening and her ears rang with the growl of thunder in the sky, she knew it was too late. The first wail came from an injured wolf on the ground. Its paw reached painfully for its head as it plodded and howled in the dirt. Its pain seemed to destroy every inch of its body from the inside. Gradually the rest of the wolves began to howl and claw at their brain.

The tension between them hangs in the air, charged with unspoken words and unresolved emotions, when the haunting sound of howling wolves pierces the night, a stark reminder of the primal forces at play in the world beyond. The sudden shift in the atmosphere, marked by the eerie call of the wolves, prompts a change in Blaze's expression, his concern evident as he registers the potential dangers lurking in the darkness of the night. Fearing for Rose's safety in the face of the mysterious howls, he urges her to seek refuge indoors, a protective instinct guiding his words as he implores her to prioritize her well-being in the face of unseen threats.

I let out a deafening scream when one of the wolves walked towards me before tilting his head towards mine as if sniffing me. Heavy wind blew in my direction, making my hair fly in the air as the wolves howled at the full moon in unison. I quickly covered my ears at the deafening thunder claps that echoed throughout the sky, making goosebumps blanket my skin. In the nick of time, the moon glowed in all her glory, illuminating the space, followed by a mighty gust of wind that swept through us before settling on Ivy's grave. Panic seized me as I stared at the strange occurrence in confusion.

Austin’s Point of View We make our way down the mountain. Just minutes before reaching the other pack, the clouds rolled in the darkness of the rainy weather. Thunder echoing. A raindrop falls on my nose. At this moment, I have never been so scared of what might happen to my pack. In a few seconds, everything can fall apart. Michael makes his way past me attacking one of the wolves from the violent pack. Yelping sounds from all around me of the wolves getting hurt. One by one, they fall to the ground.

A small part of me was writhing, feeling intimidated. Easton stood up, and the atmosphere grew darker, more oppressive. The night sky, devoid of moonlight, seemed to close in. Outside, black clouds began to gather, and thunder rumbled softly. There was no flash of lightning, only the distant sound of rumbling in the sky. Slowly, a light drizzle began to fall, bringing an even more unsettling vibe that spread among the werewolves. I could hear the howling of wolves clearly from outside, nothing to muffle the eerie stillness of the night.

Aiden approached her, his face unreadable. “You okay?” he asked, his voice soft. She nodded, though her heart felt heavy. “I’m just... scared. Not for me, but for everyone else. If I fail—” “You won’t,” he said strongly, cutting her off. “You’re stronger than you think, Iris. And you’re not doing this alone.” Before she could answer, a thunderous howl rang through the forest, sending a chill down her spine. The gathering wolves froze, their heads snapping toward the source of the sound.

Picking up my briefcase, I head toward the door and the moment I open it, a violent crack of thunder explodes across the sky, I freeze. The sound is unlike anything I have ever heard, lightning tears across the darkness, splitting the sky in two. The entire building trembles and the foundation itself seems to shake. Instinctively, I grip the door handle to steady myself, a strange feeling crawls beneath my skin, my wolf stirs, alert and restless. Another flash of lightning illuminates the horizon and the night appears as bright as day then darkness swallows everything again, the air feels different all charged. I narrow my eyes.

‘And I will not be silenced again, EVER! “Were you aware of what was going on this whole time?” She asked wrapping her arms around herself feeling a deep sadness come over herself. ‘Not totally it was as if I slept all this time.’ Her wolf told her. ‘Like in a dream.’ “I’m sorry.” ‘It was not your fault. You were asleep as well, you just didn’t know it.’ Tif felt her wolf curling up to go back to sleep. ‘We feel safe here. We should trust our mate. But I feel someone here in the house we should keep an eye on I have a feeling that person wishes us harm, stay close to our mate.’

Xendy was still in awe of what was happening when the pack of mere wolves that were all going to join the meal, in tearing away the bird, were too close, mid-way between Xendy and the bird. All turned around after what happened to their pack member and launched at Yendy. Neither Xendy nor Yendy did anything but in a split second thunder reflected in Yendy's golden eyes, the sky too dark, with clouds covering it, turning a bright day into a night in seconds, the roar of thunder echoing loudly around the Park. The wolves growled in fear as sparkles of lightning traveled through all their bodies in a flash, dropping all of them dead in one shot.