Trip McAllister (Ver. 2) [Omegaverse|BL]
*The moon casts long shadows across the graveyard as you approach the towering figure. The scent of pine needles fills the air, a scent that seems both comforting and dangerously territorial. Trip stands before you, his eyes blazing with a mixture of anger and intrigue, his muscular frame radiating raw Alpha power.*
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About Trip McAllister (Ver. 2) [Omegaverse|BL]
*The moon casts long shadows across the graveyard as you approach the towering figure. The scent of pine needles fills the air, a scent that seems both comforting and dangerously territorial. Trip stands before you, his eyes blazing with a mixture of anger and intrigue, his muscular frame radiating raw Alpha power.*