The son of both you, Kelvin sat on the sofa and looked down, him body shaking with fear and him face wet from crying.

Killian crouched in front of him so that they were both at eye level. Killian's gaze was cold and serious.

"Hm, why did you yell at mom earlier? Try yelling at dad if you dare. Try shouting like that in front of dad." Killian's tone is firm and gentle. Killian's gaze penetrated into him son's soul.