3-Little.

Amber POV.

"Thanks, thanks," I repeat leaving the doctor's office and going toward my room, I placed the baby angel on the bed, making sure to set the wings underneath her not to hurt her.

I took one of the books that I have brought as well, it's titled "Little angels," it's meant to talk about the angels who are classified as littles.

I opened the book and started to read, sitting on the bed next to her, the book was more of a user manual, about how to deal with angels, after their capture they need to be monitored for the next twenty-four making sure that their body agrees with the earth atmosphere. Next would be registering them officially, I guess since she's gifted to me, the registering papers would be sent to the palace.

I skipped the next pages searching for the chapters that mentioned a little with a young age, one as young as hers.

Angels aren't used to human food, instead, they are advised to drink angel formula, similar to baby formula, it got enough nutrients to keep them strong and get them used to the earth's food. The book advises checking the little progress and seeing when it's fit to start including hard food, it's similar to feeding a baby, I need to go step by step, I was still reading, but the little angel started to stir next to me, waking up from her sleep.

"Hey sweetie," I say petting her face, while she went back to crying, clearly not happy at being gifted or shifted, or classified. I started to pet her head trying to calm her down, maybe she was hungry, it's why she was crying. I wasn't sure, the doctor hasn't sent the formula over yet, and I have no idea what to feed her.

"Ben, come up to my room," I say through the phone calling the doctor and asking for help, I have no idea what to do or how to calm her down.

Five minutes later, doctor Ben came in, holding supplies for me, he had a bottle ready for her along with other stuff, and he handed me and then pointed for me to feed it to her. I tried to place her in my lap, but her wings were flaring up and down, moving like a scared bird.

"Alpha you need to control those until she learns to control them," Ben says, she felt and acted like a small dragon who hasn't learned how to fly yet, I pulled both wings down over her back, locking them in.

I placed her on my lap and gave her the bottle, she took it right away, I guess they've been bottle feeding her for the last three days, she knew what to do and she took the bottle.

"You need to diaper her alpha, the bottles get cleaned and filled up again with formula, make sure it's warm," the doctor says, and I nod my head yes.

"Okay doctor, anything else?" I ask him, I need to read the rest of the book.

"Yes, her registration papers came in, I had to fill in her classification, would she register under your name and the prince's name?" he asks me.

Right, Oscar, I got time before he comes back, and I will have the little one fully trained, he won't think twice about having her with us, even in school.

"Can you order her some clothes as well?" I tell Ben, I'm not sure of her size, but she's super small and petite.

"I will, you need help diapering her?" Ben asks me again, I hope I got time to finish feeding her before she has an accident on my lap. 

"No, I'll get that on her when I'm done feeding her," I answer him, I'll get her to get used to me soon.

Once I was done feeding her I placed her on the bed and took her pants off, she only had a cotton pantie on, and with the evidence of a small accident, I added the diaper underneath her, taping it on, skipping the pants since it's not clean.

"My clean baby," I say kissing her face all over, tickling her, making her giggle, it's the first time I hear her giggling or even saw her smiling since I got her.

"You're natural princess," Ben says, making me smile, I know I'm a dominant, I was born and raised be one, I'm the princess of my species.

Growing up, me and Oscar tried to explore our dominance, we were searching for our own pleasures, and we found out that I'm big on being a mommy dom, I adored taking care of someone, having them fully dependent on me, and being paid back with love, unconditional love, and this little thing is perfect. Oscar was the same as me, he's what's called a daddy, although I always wanted to peruse the dream of being a mommy, he always said we got time to adopt a little, later on when we become king and queen.