It took a few minutes for his vision to return to normal, and Lucien took a moment to look around the room he found himself in.
Off to the left, there was what appeared to be a reception desk with three computers on the surface and hanging pendulum lights. Three women stood in front of the computers with the middle one staring directly at him.
"Are you sure your mate is worth what you are about to go through?" asked one of the guards. His hand was wrapped around Lucien's upper arm, but if Lucien so much as flexed, his grip would have been broken.
Lucien was about to growl when the leader of the men in front of him turned around and hissed at the guard. "If you are trying to set him off by asking such a stupid question, then you don't need to worry about him killing you; I'll be more than happy to do it myself."