The Epic Fantasy of Intertwined Destinies: A Grand Tale of Love and Redemption

In a mysterious and fantastical world, a heart-stopping story is about to unfold.

The story begins with a fierce battle. On the battlefield, a pair of grey eyes meet a pair of blue eyes, and in that instant, it seems as if time has stopped. The one with grey eyes instantly realizes that the blue-eyed boy before him is his destined one, his soul mate. However, the youthfulness of the boy makes him suppress the intense urge within him like a wolf. He knows deep down that this is not the right time. The battle around them is raging fiercely, and the lives of his clansmen are at stake. Protecting the clan is his top priority. So, he can only bury this feeling deep in his heart and throw himself into the battle wholeheartedly, praying silently in his heart that he can find the boy again when everything is calm.

The blue-eyed boy, on the other hand, is ignorant. He doesn't understand why the passionate gaze of the handsome grey-eyed man makes his heart race and his body tremble slightly. In his eyes, the man is the enemy. After all, he is the one commanding those murderous and bloodthirsty wolves to slaughter his family. But why does he suddenly have an urge to go to him? Helplessly, to save his life, the boy can only flee from the man and the chaotic battlefield, full of doubts but having no time to explore.

Time passes, and we come back to the present. A dark-haired boy of about twenty, Paul, looks pale with fear. He turns to the gorgeous blonde male, Troy, standing behind him and shouts anxiously, "Oh, shit... Troy, do something." His eyes are almost frantically looking at the entrance of the bank. "The police will be here soon."

Troy mutters, "Patience, Paul." He opens his beautiful blue eyes and loosens his fists, which hold some dried leaves. "Patience," he whispers softly, his eyes fixed on the street in front of the bank.

"But the sirens are getting closer... oh, fuck, here they come." Paul gasps as about four police cars appear on the street. "Troy, it's too late." His fear-filled eyes turn back to Troy, who is calmly blowing the dried leaves out of his palm. "They will be caught. Then they will blame us for..." Paul trails off when the sounds of sirens suddenly stop. He turns to look at where the police cars were just a moment ago and sees nothing. "Oh, my god you did it." Paul breathes a sigh of relief and wipes his sweaty forehead with the sleeve of his shirt. "That was close." He pants as he watches Troy get to his feet. "Those guys would have killed us."

"What is taking them so long?" Troy frowns and stares at the entrance of the bank.

"Come on, come on, come on..." Paul chants beside him. "Yes!" He fist-pumps when four masked men rush out of the bank with sacks of cash and jump into the waiting BMW, which immediately takes off. "Wow! Did you see that?"

"No wonder they took so long." Troy scowls. "Come on, Paul." The two young men start for the bus stop. "They said they were only going to take something small. Did you see all those sacks?" He is clearly miffed. "That wasn't necessary."

"We will just take our share and go our way," Paul says as they get onto a bus that will take them to the hideout of the leader of the gang. "Those guys are dangerous. Please don't challenge them to their face when we get there. They can hurt you."

"Well, I can hurt them too if I put my mind to it," Troy mutters.

"But you won't," Paul says firmly. "You said yourself that doing dark spells is bad for the soul. I'd rather that soul of yours remain pure." He says softly. "Maybe you could turn them into babies or something?" He grins.

"I don't think I can pull something like that off." Troy chuckles. "Turning bad men into babies was not one of the spells I was taught."

"Well, too bad." Paul sighs. "I don't think they will ever let you go though. They need your skills."

"We'll see about that," Troy mutters as he turns to stare out of the window with a dejected expression on his face.

Troy can't believe he has been reduced to helping criminals steal. He blames those wicked and rabid wolves who destroyed his home weeks ago. It has been almost a month since those beasts killed all the people in his home and forced him to flee for his life. If not for the timely intervention of their handsome but equally wicked leader, he would have been killed by those wolves too. Troy still sees those beautiful grey eyes in his sleep every day. Strangely, even in sleep, those eyes bring him some peace. But although he likes seeing the face of the man who saved his life in his dreams, he can't help but hate him and his wolves for what they did to his clan. Troy vows silently that if he ever meets that soulless monster face to face again, he will burn him alive even if it's the last thing he does. He still can't believe that all the people he knew are gone. He is pretty sure that some escaped just as he did. But so far, he doesn't know of any other survivors besides

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