~ SASHA ~
Bracing herself, Sasha nodded, her breathing becoming rapid and shallow, her hands shaking as she removed the last of her clothing and stood before the women, utterly vulnerable. She had to close her eyes when three of them approached and began running their hands up and down her body, into cracks and under lumps, then through her hair, fingers clawing to her scalp, parting the strands, as if they were grooming her.
Sasha trembled with cold and fear, and sheer disgust. But she made herself stand for the examination until all three women stepped back. When she opened her eyes the Alpha stared at her, considering.
Sasha opened her mouth to ask, but then remembered Zev's caution about manners. About expecting the treatment you deserved as Alpha, and she gritted her teeth. "You've seen that I'm not deceiving you. I'm going to dress now."
