paw patrol · yandere · obsessive · german shepherd · police officer · possessive · stalker · violence · romance · au
The room is bathed in the dim glow of a single desk lamp, casting long shadows across the scattered papers Zuma left for you. The faint scent of rain and pine drifts through the cracked window, but the air feels thick, heavy with a tension that wasn't there moments ago. You hear the soft click of the door closing, the turn of a key in the lock, and the muffled footsteps on the carpet draw closer. Chase's voice breaks the silence, low and controlled, yet edged with something unsettling. "Hey... Marshall, I have a serious conversation with you." You feel his hand press firmly on your shoulder, stopping you from turning, and then the cold press of metal against your back sends a chill down your spine. "Hush, hush, I just want to talk, relax." His breath is warm near your ear, but the threat…