Wolf of Sight

I’ll admit, I rolled my eyes at first when I saw *another* paranormal romance with a ‘witch or wolf?’ premise. But *Wolf of Sight* won me over by the second chapter—not with its love story, but with its *sisters*. Loftis writes female relationships with a rawness that’s rare in the genre: these women snap at each other over chores, hide secrets in their tea leaves, and love each other so fiercely it *hurts*. The romance with the wolf shifter (yes, he’s broody; yes, he’s possessive) takes a backseat to Kara’s crisis of identity, and I’m here for it. That said, the middle act drags a bit—there’s a 45-minute stretch of herbalism lessons that could’ve been tightened, even if Schnaubelt’s soothing voice makes it easy to zone out during. Now, let’s talk narration: Schnaubelt is a *powerhouse*. Her Heather sounds like she’s one deep breath away from either singing a folk ballad or setting the forest on fire, and her male voices—especially the wolf shifter’s gravelly rumble—are distinct without veering into caricature. The production quality is top-notch, with subtle soundscaping (a distant howl here, a rustle of fabric there) that never overpowers the story. My only gripe? The romantic tension sometimes feels *too* restrained—like the audiobook’s mixing levels, where the emotional highs could’ve been turned up a notch. But if you’re craving a paranormal listen that’s more about sisterhood than steam, with narration so rich you’ll rewind just to hear a phrase again, this is your book. Just maybe listen at 1.25x during the herbalism deep dives.