When I write, I often discover things in the process of writing. That was the case with Lake. She showed up on the page as this gun-toting, blond bombshell of a female werewolf who treated her firearms like pets (or possibly very deadly teddy bears). This is a re-enactment of what happened next.
HEAD JEN: Oh, she’s going to be so much fun! But why don’t she and her dad live with the rest of the pack? Did something traumatic happen? Is there a rift there? When did they leave? Why did they leave?
JEN: *write write write* SHE CALLS HER GUN MATILDA. *write write write* SHE CALLS HER GUN MATILDA, AND SHE HUSTLES POOL. WHAT ELSE MATTERS?
HEAD JEN: She’s female. And a werewolf. And I have already established that in this world, female werewolves are always half of a set of twins. WHERE IS HER TWIN?
JEN: Nope! No twin here! Only weapons!
HEAD JEN: Oh. Oh. Lake, you poor baby! You used to have a twin brother. And now you don’t. He died, didn’t he? When you were kids? And you never, ever let anyone see how much that still tears you up inside. I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER.
And that is pretty much how that decision was made. It didn’t really feel like a decision so much as a discovery.
It was a discovery that felt right, though. I liked that Bryn’s pack (especially the four initial members) were all defined in part by being outsiders when they were part of Callum’s pack. Chase was newly turned and not-quite-as-human as most of the Weres. Devon did not fit with the pack’s ideas about what a pure-blooded, destined-to-be-alpha male should be. Bryn was human. And Lake was a young female without a twin, in a world where that is seen as unnatural. The biggest loss of her life… and it can never, ever be private.
Also, she really likes to blow stuff up.