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Synopsis

This AB/DLl bundle contains four standalone stories with big bad Alphas who cuddle and pamper their Littles. Here, you will find:
 
Precious
 
Lily wakes up in a hospital. She has two options, live the rest of her life in pain, or take a vampire bite and surrender part of her immortality being babied. Quite literally. It's not too bad, really. An Alpha Werewolf is willing to take care of her as long as she's willing to do what he wants, which is to have her in a diaper, drink from a bottle, and be his precious pup.
 
Shared
 
Cain has had his pup for only a few weeks and he is absolutely smitten with her. She's such a precious little thing, clinging tightly to him and mumbling happily while wearing her colorful onesie and chewing on her dummy. It's a new adventure for the both of them as the eighteen-year-old gets used to her new life being taken care of while he learns to share her with his packmates.
 
Sugar
 
Lilith is a bright, young freshman with the world ahead of her. She's normally smarter than this. It's just that she needed money really fast and so she had done something spectacularly stupid. A slight reading error and the lack of the word 'Sugar' in front of a certain noun has landed her in hot water. Now, she has to wear a diaper and onesie as per her agreement.
 
Public Attraction
 
James is a Werewolf and the curator of the Museum of Forgotten Days and his most precious possession and the star of the Museum is his little pup, a relic of a past that is thought to have gone extinct: A lovely eighteen-year-old human who now belongs to him in every sense of the word.
 
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The most horrifying thing about it is how good it feels, his fingers touching her, making sure she's all cleaned up. He's so blasé about it too, not taking too long so she doesn’t have time to panic. A few seconds later, he has a new diaper wrapped up around her hips and she smells like roses and pink strawberry gum.
 
"There we go. That's much better now, isn't it?" he says, brushing tears away from her cheeks and waits for her to calm down completely before freeing her from her restraints. "If you can behave, Daddy won't swaddle you up and you can use your arms again," he says seriously, his eyes wrinkling just a little bit, like he is so painfully fond of her that he can't even be serious with her without softening a little bit.
 
Being swaddled up in thick blankets means she'll be warm, but it also means she can't use her arms and legs on anything and she's just trapped all the time. She wonders if they had done something to her to make it so that she doesn't get all sore and tingly after such a long time of not moving, but it's not like she can ask. She chews on the dummy and nods.
 
"There's my good girl," he says and wraps something soft onto her hands. They're like mittens, but they don't have thumbs on them. At least she can move her arms a little bit now.
 
He puts sock on her toes too, and then holds her around her waist so that her face is pressed against his shoulder. She breathes in his scent a little bit greedily, having associated being close to him to food and warmth and all the nice things.
 
"There's my perfect baby girl," he says. "Daddy only wants what's best for you. You were out there all alone, struggling to be warm and have food on your table, weren't you, baby? No more of that. Daddy's going to make sure you always have whatever you need from now on."
 
It's all very reassuring, but she doesn't know him- doesn't even know his name. She only fact she has about him is that he's a Werewolf. With nothing else to do, she chews her pacifier absentmindedly and lets him carry her out of the nursery and down the hall. Having a clean diaper makes her feel so much better and she knows it's only a matter of time before he feeds her again, so she closes her eyes and lets him bounce her in his arms and carry her places.
 
It's a little bit boring, watching over his shoulder as he works, busying himself with getting everything in the glass cabinets in perfect working condition, so she drifts off a little bit.
 
"Maybe I should have a playpen here set up for you," he says. "Then you can nap and play when Daddy's work in the morning and Daddy can keep and eye out on you all the time." He presses a kiss on her forehead and looks lost in his thought for a while as she naps.

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