Although werewolves have the same reproduction process as Blue Bloods, they certainly didn't have Aithne's father. His name is Andrew. Andrew made a deal with Lucifer that if Lucifer would provide him with the necessary to create a werewolf, he could create a crossbreed- a creature of Heaven and hell, and Andrew would assume right hand to Lucifer in hell. The Blue Blood he seduced? Allegra. Aithne, however, wasn't like the natural human birth. There was no nine month process. Two weeks after Schuyler was born, Allegra was seduced by Andrew. How did he seduce her? Posing as her human love. Two weeks after the seduction, Aithne was born and swept away by the werewolf clan. Unconventional? Obviously rules for human birth don't apply to a Werewolf-Blue Blood. After Lucifer saw that Aithne had been born, and was in stable condition, he brought Andrew to hell to work under him. Andrew didn't bat an eye at leaving his child behind.

Despite being half Blue Blood, Aithne was raised to believe that they were the ultimate enemy. She didn't argue with this, seeing as no Blue Blood had ever come after her. She knew that her mother was Allegra, and that Allegra had shut herself off from the rest of the world after giving birth to the creature that neither Heaven nor hell could ever truly accept. Aithne had always known that she was a half-blood. Her father had become a hero in the eyes of the werewolves for what he'd accomplished. For her. She'd excelled in every possible situation. She was more agile, had more stealth, and was even more effective in the kill. Taking the best qualities from both sides. Taking the highest level of Blue Blood, and the most cunning of the werewolves. Even Aaron was nothing compared to Andrew's cunning.

Aaron was the weakest reincarnation they'd had in five hundred years, but Aithne more than made up for the slack. Together they seemed unstoppable, to the council, at least. It seemed only inevitable that Aaron would finally establish a bond, and Aithne's next self would be his other half. The two strongest would lead the werewolves back into the depths. Albatross seemed certain of this.

After school had ended, Aithne and Aaron went back to their apartment to find Kingsley waiting for them.

"Took you long enough," Kingsley commented, playing with a knife.

"We had school," Aithne informed him, already annoyed with the Silver Blood. She desperately wanted to rip out his heart for getting caught in the first place.

"Do you honestly think they'll trust you?" Kingsley questioned. Aaron set his things down by the door.

"We're already accepted," Aaron informed him. "The Force twins are enjoying my company," Aithne rolled her eyes, knowing that Mimi only kept him around because he happened to be what a Force would consider attractive. "And Aith's made her way in with Schuyler."

"What about Bliss?" Kingsley questioned.

"You mean Allegra's other daughter?" Aithne asked. "Ask Aaron."

"I'm getting to know Bliss pretty well," Aaron informed Kingsley, smirking somewhat at the thought. "Blue Bloods are too easy compared to this ice queen." Aaron was pointing to Aithne, but she pretended not to notice.

"As long as we get rid of Bliss and Schuyler, everything's going to be fine," Aithne intruded, making the boy's concentration on Aithne's back side falter. "And if you're both going to be perverts, why don't you got hit up The Bank. They've got plenty of easy pickings."

"See, I would," Kingsley assured her. "But I'm a wanted man in Blue Blood territory."

"That's your own fault," Aith shot back. "Get back to the council, and wait for more instruction." Kingsley nodded, making his exit out the back windows.

"Is that really what you want?" Aaron inquired.

"What?"

"For me to go to The Bank?"

"It'd be easiest."

"But you know that I don't do easy," Aaron commented, coming and wrapping his arms around her waist. Aithne shook her head, beginning to pull away. "Come on, don't tell me that don't think I'm hot." Aith looked at his face for a moment. His hair was a shaggy brown, with the look that he needed a cut. His eyes were hazel, but had a wildness within them. Aaron would've been hot on anyone's scale.

"You are attractive," Aithne agreed. "And that's why we couldn't."

"How does that logic work?" Aaron questioned, not letting Aith pull away.

"Because it would make things awkward between us. And we're going to be living together for a while, so awkward isn't good." He pulled her closer.

"And what makes you think it'd be awkward?" he whispered into her ear.

"Because unlike you, I have half of a conscious," she replied, digging her nails into his arm, making him exclaim in pain, releasing her.

"Why do you have to do that?" he asked.

"You said you liked the hard ones," Aithne responded, smirking.