Chapter Hundred and four

Rose's POV

The world outside of Stanley and me appeared to recede even more as we came into closer contact. The sound of distant birdsong and gentle leaf rustling created a natural harmony that perfectly captured our talk. I was unable to resist feeling that the colorful craziness of the festival was worlds apart from that peaceful oasis.

It seemed like we had known one another for a lot longer than this short experience, the way our discussion flowed. We dove into the past, our positions within the pack, and our individual goals and desires as we exchanged tales and insights. With each phrase, our bond became stronger as our thoughts and feelings flowed freely back and forth.

Stanley was a breeze of cool air because of his genuineness and captivating charisma. It was effortless to confide in him due to his charm and directness. I discovered that I was talking more than I had ever planned about my goals, relatives, and what I had learned. He seemed to have a knack for bringing out th