Could it?

THIRD PERSON'S POV

Zach and Jamal walked into the crowded nightclub and lingered at the door. The place was raving with the screams and beat from the speakers.

It was an orgy party with an insane amount of fucks going on. Everyone had partners and their moans synched with the beat. The scent of arousal filled the air, creating a churn in everyone who wasn't part of the craziness.

It was almost deafening and for a while, the guys contemplated joining the dark fun or leaving.

"Black Reeves Pack surely has the kinkiest way to celebrate the end of the competition. Look at this mess." Jamal snorted.

The competition had ended today and as usual, they won again. He had topped every game, every single one of them.

He was broken and sore, but he seemed to have channeled that into his skills and it gave him a mad adrenaline rush. No one came close to beating him. He was a monster out there.

Zach came second in some of them and third in a few. But that didn't matter. Jamal ha