(Third Person POV).
Jeffery walked into Draven's office, a form neatly tucked under his arm.
Draven sat behind his heavy oak desk, scribbling a few notes, but he looked up as Jeffery approached.
"Alpha," Jeffery handed the form over.
Draven leaned back, accepting it. He flipped through the information quickly, noticing Meredith's neat, deliberate handwriting.
His sharp gaze immediately caught the blank spaces. She had filled everything except the 'Spouse's Name' and 'Home Address' sections.
He understood skipping the address—she wouldn't know it yet since she had just arrived at Duskmoor.
But leaving out the name?
He tapped the corner of the page against his desk once, thoughtful.
Did she not know his full name? Or did she know it perfectly well—and simply chose to leave it blank just to pass a message to him?
A slow exhale escaped Draven. He would never know Meredith's true intentions on this matter.
