*** This chapter takes place three months after Santos' execution ***
Itzal flopped down onto the sofa, pulling her with him and Sunshine giggled.
"Holy shit Itzal, how do you manage to do that to me every freaking time?" she said breathlessly as he sat her over his lap and wrapped them in a blanket. She snuggled into his chest and scraped her claws along the bare skin of his stomach. He pulled her closer and felt himself smiling as he caught his breath and traced imaginary lines up and down her shoulder blade with his finger. "We really need to get ready now, we'll be late otherwise..." She gasped and smacked him playfully as he sent her an image. "Separate showers! Otherwise we'll be in this position all freaking day!"
He laughed and then pouted at her reaction to the image he'd sent her through their bond. It was them in the shower and the potential ways they could waste some more time.
"No fair," he said.
He knew they had to get ready, but if he was honest he would do anything he could to delay it as he felt so on edge. Sex had been the perfect distraction but now he had to face it.
They were going home to visit their families, and everything about it made him a nervous wreck.
The actual summoning itself was an unknown to him. When Santos had summoned him to Earth it was not the way that the Clergy used and had perfected over the years. It had been brutal and he didn't want to ever experience it again. All of the other ghouls had assured him that the worst he would feel would be a little bit of motion sickness, but it was hard to shake the memory of his only summoning experience.
The thought of meeting Sunshine's family filled him with dread also. Especially meeting her sire. Ghoul fathers always wanted the strongest partner for their offspring, and he knew he would be a disappointment.
The worst thing though, was the thought of seeing his own family again, his brothers and their partners and his mother. He knew they'd be happy to see him, and he would be happy to see them too. He was a different ghoul to the one they knew before he had been sold though. He was a stranger to them now and he didn't want to have to keep explaining himself and his little quirks to them. Sunshine was beyond excited to meet his brothers and the kits though, and he didn't want to let her down by backing out of it.
Itzal groaned and they got up. Sunshine wrapped the blanket around herself to cover her modesty, before heading back to her own room to get ready. Papa had offered them an apartment in the main Abbey like the one Omega and Seren shared but they'd decided they liked things how they were in the ghouls' lair. They never slept apart, but they also liked having their own spaces too. Why fix something that wasn't broken?
He got up and went to the bathroom to clean himself up. He supposed that he should try and look his best even though it would make no difference, but at least he would know that he'd made the effort. It didn't take long and they were both heading down to the chapel to meet Shay and Papa who would be in charge of sending them home. They had a pass for about twelve hours there, and it would only be the second time since Sunshine was summoned that she'd been home for a visit.
As usual Sunshine looked breath-taking wearing the Ghoulish clothes she had worn when she met his mother. Itzal had decided not to wear his and opted for his usual jeans and long sleeved top as that's what he felt most comfortable in; he skipped the boots though as barely anyone wore them there.
His heart was racing as they got to the chapel and Sunshine squeezed his hand reassuringly. Papa gave Sunshine a hug when they entered. They had been working on using one of the spells Secondo had gained from the red headed witch to try and strengthen the bond between them and so far it seemed to be working. There hadn't been any more glitches since.

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Nameless Ghoul
ParanormalA ghoul is summoned illegally and enslaved by a rogue sect of the Clergy. For the past twenty years, an evil Satanic sorcerer has held Itzal captive. He took control of his will, subjecting him to unimaginable horrors, and forced him to commit acts...