Better Than Sweets by Lisa Oliver

With lives forged in Hades’ Underworld, a hellhound’s pack bonds are never broken. They might have separate territories on earth, but when the pack need each other, they are only ever a mind tug away.

Java didn’t understand why his packmate Raoul was the first to find his mate. In the hellhound pack, they were all equal, and it didn’t help that Raoul was so smug about it, snuggling and hugging on the friendly Jason every chance he had. But, Java was determined to find out what Raoul did – there had to be something – and Java was just as capable of doing anything Raoul could’ve done. It was time. Java had a collar box, just like Raoul had, and his hound was keen to be wearing the contents. They just had to find their mate to get the box open first.
Cyril was finding his feet, enjoying his new life in Plaka, as a local shop owner. His sweets were finding favor among locals and tourists alike, and he was busy enough that he didn’t notice a lack of a mate too often. He had a crush – the sexy hotel owner from down the road, who strode past his store almost every day, and that was enough to fuel Cyril’s dreams, even if it meant he spent his nights alone. He never dreamed that same crush would be the one to save him from a mugging.

Hexes and hellhounds from different packs, a collar, a fae, and a naked man falling out of a hotel window. Nothing in their first few days of mating was like Cyril had dreamed of, and even Java wondered how much work it was going to be, keeping his mage mate safe. Especially when the one hunting him had the same sized fangs Java did.