One year later:

I was not Freja Eliasson anymore. I now listened to the name Freja Santiago. We lived in a big flat in the city boundaries of New York. We were still the leaders of the clan but Caleb and Aldo represented us when we weren't there. We enjoyed living in the hotel but after a while as husband and wife we decided to get something of our own. We lived a normal life, well, more or less. The pouches of blood in the fridge may look a bit not-human but it is what it is. Our wedding was big, The whole clan and a lot of warlocks and shadowhunters attempted our promises that we gave each other under the moonshine. Alec, Jace, Aldo and Caleb were the groomsmen. Magnus was a big help in searching a dress. We travelled more or less through the whole world in order to find the perfect one. I was actually planning to marry in sweatpants but after Magnus heard that he even dropped his cocktail. The perfect dress meant: glitter, glitter and even more glitter. And I don't regret it. It looked pretty good in the shimmer of the moon.

Even more glitter appeared on the wedding of Alec and Magnus. They also moved in together and still defeat the demons in New York, hand in hand.

Jace became my best friend. He is getting enough attention now and is definitely feeling better. He killed the greater demon back in the day and carried me out of the building. Raphael stood under shock because he thought he killed me. My heart stopped beating for a while.

Turned out that some werewolves conspired against the clave and the clan. Some of the wolves and faeries wanted to kill me. They all got killed. It was not the fault of Luke and his loyal followers but still I had a hard time to trust them. I decided not to and one day my werewolf side will fall apart. I long for that day to come. 

We sat on the roof terrace of our flat. It was midnight. I lay my head into the lap of Raphael. We looked into the sky. The moon shined bright and stars held him company.

Raphael: "Oh Miss Santiago, I can't wait to spend eternity with you. Te amo. The moonshine is my witness when I tell you that."

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Thank you so much for reading this story. I really hope you liked it. I had a lot of fun writing it and met a lot of amazing people on this journey. I set my whole heart into this story.

At the first place this story for sure is a FanFiction about the characters of Shadowhunters from Cassandra Clare. But there is another aspect in the story that you might consider now, if I tell you about it.

It does not matter who you used to be in your past. You are strong enough to make your own and fulfill your dreams. People can change if they want and it is not always a bad thing. You are who you want to be.

Freja lost everything. She was abused and hated, not wanted and abandoned. She made her way, developed her abilities and realized that she is stronger than she ever expected. She is hell of a sassy queen and loved now.

I hope that you are all alright, feel loved and happy. And if not, feel free to always text me. I'll always have an open ear for you.

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