All Chapters of Don’t Tell Our Parents : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The rest of the game was a total bloodbath in the best way possible. By the time the final buzzer rang out, the North Ridge Ice Bears had completely demolished the Lakeview Wildcats 5-1.Lael had scored three of those goals himself, pulling off a literal hat trick like it was the easiest thing in the world.I mean, I always knew he was good. Back when Chloe used to drag me to games, I’d catch glimpses of him on the ice, even though back then I was mostly just trying to watch Leon and be a supportive girlfriend. But actually sitting right here at the glass, paying full attention to Lael and only Lael? It was totally different.He was insane on the ice. The way he read the game, the raw power in his skates, and the effortless way he commanded the whole rink was honestly hypnotic. Leon wasn't even in the same league as him, and watching the contrast between them made me wonder how I'd ever been impressed by Leon in the first place.The entire arena was shaking as students screamed, bange

Lael rounded the front of the car, tossed his heavy duffel bag into the backseat, and slid into the driver's seat. Outside, Coach Irene stood frozen on the asphalt for a second before turning on her heel and hurrying away toward the athletic wing.He pulled the driver's door shut, the heavy thud cutting off the quiet ambient noise of the parking lot. He didn't immediately turn the key in the ignition; instead, he rested his wrists on top of the steering wheel and turned his head to look at me, those sharp blue eyes taking in my tense posture."What was that about?" Lael asked, his voice low and raspy from the cold air of the rink.I let out a dry, irritated breath, looking straight out the windshield. "Why don't you ask your concubine?"A beat passed, and then a slow, amused smirk spread across Lael's face. "Is that what we're calling her now?"I just rolled my eyes, refusing to give him the satisfaction of a verbal response, and leaned back into the leather seat.Chuckling softly un

I didn't even realize when sleep completely carried me away. Between the insane game, the arena drama, and dealing with Coach Irene in the parking lot, my body just completely shut down the second my face hit the mattress.I was pulled out of my deep sleep by a soft, polite knock on my bedroom door."Miss Avery?" a gentle voice called from the hallway. "Dinner is served downstairs."I blinked my eyes open, rubbing my face in confusion. The sky outside my window was pitch black, meaning I’d been passed out for hours."Yeah, sure," I mumbled with sleepy eyes, my voice raspy from being asleep. "Give me five minutes.""Of course, miss," the maid replied before her footsteps faded down the hall.I dragged myself off the bed, letting out a massive yawn as I stretched my stiff arms. I quickly caught a glance of myself in the mirror—my hair was a messy, wild nest on one side, and my cardigan was completely wrinkled. I ran a hand through my blue hair, and tried to smooth down my clothes.Feeli

"Good," I muttered, taking a step back to put some actual space between us before my brain completely melted down.I spun around and marched right back to the desk, pulling out the wooden chair and dropping heavily onto it. I cracked open my Sociology textbook, flipping straight to the first chapter like my life depended on it.A second later, I heard the sound of footsteps shifting across the floor, followed by the quiet creak of the mattress. I glanced over my shoulder.Lael had finally sat down at the edge of his bed, which was just a few feet away from the desk. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his bare knees with his hands loosely clasped together, watching me with those frustratingly bright eyes. "Alright, warden," Lael said, his voice dripping with playful amusement. "I'm sitting. I'm breathing clean air. Teach me."I just rolled my eyes, ignoring his stupid nickname completely, and cleared my throat to get down to business."Okay, page four," I said, pointing my pen

My alarm blared at exactly 6:30 AM, dragging me out of the best sleep I’d had in weeks.I groaned, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes before dragging myself out of bed to get ready. Since I had that early 8:00 AM class, I didn't have time to waste.I threw on a cute long-sleeve black floral gown that hit right at my knees, pairing it with comfortable flat shoes since I knew I'd be rushing across campus. I brushed out my hair and styled it in a half-up, half-down look, adding just a little bit of makeup to make myself look somewhat alive.After grabbing my bag, I tossed in my notebooks, my favorite lip gloss, and my phone. With everything packed, I headed out my bedroom door and went downstairs to start the day.When I hit the bottom of the stairs, I found my mom already down there. She was completely dressed and looked like she was heading out somewhere important.She had on a sharp pair of tailored trouser pants, a chic blouse, and high heels, with her designer bag clutched in one ha