You okay, Buddy?

The pack warriors standing side by side at the double mahogany doors, bowed on seeing Naomi and Barton before throwing the doors open, letting them in. 

As they got in, Naomi's mouth dropped on seeing the interior of the building. The spacious living room had been turned to a large party hall, filled to the brim with people of influential backgrounds. There was soft music playing in the back ground, and a DJ at the music booth. Omegas dresses in white shirt and black pants for both males and females moved about with trays in their hands, raised in the air, glass of champagnes sitting on the surface. 

Some moved around with small snacks sitting at the top of the golden platter on their lifted palms. 

The females had their hair pulled back from their faces into a pony tail and for the males... Their hair was gelled back, away from their faces.