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Jasper gets off me, giving me space to recover. I sit on the ground, stunned by the pain, and staring at my arm after it is tossed towards me. It reminds me so much of being in that cell, of being bitten and nearly ripped apart…

I can hardly keep the beast from rising up and tearing the whole castle down in rage, but I shove her down. "They are friends…not enemies…Allies…" I remind myself, mumbling. The beast lays down, still alert, but stable at least. The battle has satisfied her.

I shudder, licking the exposed flesh of my torn arm, and pressing it where it belongs. I hiss in pain, tensing up as I watch it knit together.

After a good ten minutes of calming myself down I get up from the ground and remove the bubble Around Aro and Amy. He helps her get down, then comes to me, kissing me gently. I purr, relaxing against him. As the pain starts to fade into a dull ache the beast returns to slumber, allowing me to breathe easy again. For now at least.

Amy is smiling. "That was absolutely awesome! You have to teach me how to fight when I'm changed. "

I chuckle. "I won't go easy on you. Anyway, you should go take a nap, since the baseball game will be moved to tonight. And Heidi is bringing food after that, right?"

Amy looks away, pretending not to hear the last part. She is not comfortable with the idea of eating humans yet, but she is getting there.

Aro nods, wrapping his arms around me briefly. "Yes my love. But for now, go with the major… I really do believe he can be able to help you manage your beast. "

I sigh, kissing him gently, then going to Jasper. The last of Ares is just leaving him. I can tell. I wait a small distance away until he gets up.

We leave the training room in comfortable silence. I let him lead, and he takes me to the library, where he sits in a reading nook in the far back. I sit across from him, pulling my leg under me.

For a few minutes he studies me, while I look back at him.

"first things first, I guess. Have you named your beast?"

I shake my head, frowning. "Why would I?"

He weaves his fingers together. "Separation, Isabella. The beast is like a separate person inside you. She doesn't define you, but she could. She wants to. Always pushing at you to come out. Am I correct?"

I stare at him, surprised. That sums it up exactly. "That is why you need to name her. So you can separate your true self from the beast. If you don't, she could take over in times of distress. It happened to me for many years, in the newborn wars…"

He sighs and shakes his head. "But that is not relevant at the moment. Do you know a good name?"

I think about it for a few seconds, leaning back in my chair. "Aro compared me to a war goddess, after I had an episode… And you call your beast Ares, don't you? So how about…Bellona?"

He smiles. "Roman goddess of war, consort of Mars… The name suits you, but I think it is too close to your usual name. How about looking further then classical mythology?"

He gets up, picking up a book on different mythologies. He starts rapidly leaving through it.

"Kara Māte, baltic goddess of war…Jiutian Xuannü, chinese… Sandraudiga, germanic… Freyja, Norse.."

I sit up straighter. "I actually have some Norse ancestry. Dad's family came from Norway."

He returns to the right page and skims over it. "It does suit you. A major goddess. Goddess of war, death, sex and some other things. Wife of Óðr, god of frenzied maddess. Often compared to Odin, overseer of Valhalla. "

I lean back, thinking about it. "It feels…right, somehow. I think she likes it." Indeed the beast… Freyja, is purring inside me.

"Freyja it is then." Jasper says, closing the book and putting it down. "Now, you need to learn to work with her. At the moment it is a battle, right? A battle you can not always win?"

I nod. It is draining to constantly have to think about her, to suppress her.

"You need to talk to her, Isabella. Treat her like you would want to be treated. Make her see that being on guard constantly is not needed, and in turn let her know she is free to come out when danger is near."

Jasper's POV:

I study Isabella as she thinks about what I just said. The same doubt I used to have is now plaguing her mind. I can tell that she is frightened of Freyja, As I used to be frightened of Ares.

Sadly she will need to learn to deal with it, or Freyja could very well consume her. I can still remember being in the newborn armies, Ares leading my every move…I was not myself, nor was I happy.

I fear that, if Isabella lands herself in trouble, the same could happen. I could see it in her before the training. The shifty eyes, tense body, the way she moves, ready to pounce or run… It is simply not healthy.

For now Freyja is satisfied, but she will return, always stronger then the last time, until Bella deals with it.

She sighs, getting up and starting to pace.

"I don't even know where to begin. I mean, I can sort of communicate with her, but often she just doesn't listen. Sorry for nearly ripping your arm off by the way."

I laugh. "Sorry for ripping your arm off completely. Ares wasn't expecting it, so he reacted."

She flinches and looks away, rubbing her shoulder. She should really have let Aro help her heal, but I know she is stubborn, and the scar would have been bigger had another vampire's venom been mixed in..

I get up from my seat and sigh. "In the end you need to learn how to deal with Freyja on her own, Isabella. Only you can now what works for you. Just…don't let her consume you."

She looks at me pleadingly. I shake my head. "I recommend spending the next few hours with her. Mediate, bring her up to the surface, and talk to her. Start to understand her. She should be less volatile then usual at the moment. "

I pat her shoulder, then depart, leaving her to her thoughts.

Bella's POV:

I stay in the library, Jasper's words swirling through my head. Could this really work? I honestly doubt it very much.

Freyja is much like a fire. Always burning in the background, tearing at my insides, and flaming up higher when given the chance.

If I have to be completely honest with myself, she terrifies me. What if she really manages to take over, and even Aro can not bring me back?

I get up and walk out, deciding it does not harm to follow Jasper's advice. She is calm now, so I can push her down again if I need to.

I go to my room and sit on the bed, legs crossed. I close my eyes, and try to remember the things I learned during the few weeks mom was into mediating when I was fourteen.

Quickly I get frustrated, growling and digging my fingers into my knees.

I almost laughs when the beast…when Freyja wakes, responding to the emotions. I decide to picture her as Aro described her to me. Slowly as I increase my focus I begin to fall into a trance.

I can see her… Standing in front of me, looking every bit of the battle-goddess she is. Her hair is wild and chaotic, her stance is battle-ready, and her eyes are like burning coals.

She looks exactly like me, but somehow not as well. A darker version. The evil hidden inside me. A grin twists onto her lips as she starts to circle me. I feel small, like a prey under the gaze of a predator, but I hold firm.

She speaks first, her voice like a seductive putt, trying to lull me into false comfort. "Finally you decide to face me…"

I look into her eyes. "Yes. It is past due time that we talk."

She chuckles, stopping in front of me. She reaches out, but I don't move back.

"There is no need to talk. Only war will solve anything. Every time you feed or fight, I grow stronger…And you can not help yourself."

I shake my head. "That is not true. We can be safe without fighting constantly. " I smile. "Remember Aro? Our mate? He has ruled for many years, and most of those were in peace."

She looks at me with excitement. "Aro. My Aro!"

I shake my head. "Our Aro. We need to protect him, to keep him safe. And we can not do that if we destroy what we have built for so long…"

She thinks about it, tilting her head as a wild animal might do. In fact, almost everything about her is animalistic.

She looks at me again. "I want to protect my mate. Make him happy. But I can't stay away always. I need to feed. I need to hunt. If I do not, I will drive us both insane."

I chuckle. "We are already insane."

Before she can react again I am thrown out of my trance by a hand on my shoulder. As my eyes open Freyja snarls, throwing the intruder off me. Only after a couple of seconds do I realize that it is Aro who touched me, and who is now on top of the shattered remains of my vanity.

I gasp and rush to him, picking him up from the rubble. "I'm so sorry! " I run my hands all over him, making sure I did not hurt him. My eyes are filling with venom tears.

Freya is likewise freaking out, wanting to protect our mate, but not having an enemy to protect him from.

I pull Aro to the bed and lay him down, nuzzling him and starting to undress him. I need to make sure he is all right.

I inspect every single inch of his body, and mark him with my scent for good measure. He does not protest, instead purring and running his hands through my hair and down my back.

After two hours I can finally relax, knowing that he is okay. I lay on top of him and smile as Freya lays down, returning to her slumber.