Does Scum a Also Have to Run with the Ball?

After my parents died, my brother's family adopted me. Before my brother turned twenty-three, he was a top Alpha and I was an average Beta. I am his exclusive toy. He hugs me and kisses me when he is happy. He hits me and scolds me when he is unhappy. He pulls my hair and calls me a bitch. When my brother was twenty-three years old, he was marked. He stroked his slightly bulging belly, his nose a little red. "Xiao hope, I'm pregnant." I asked him who the father of the child was. He said he didn't know. After being bullied by him for so many years, I can finally fight back against him. So I scolded him for not even knowing who slept with me, you are such an indiscreet bitch. He just looked at me calmly and said, I want this child. Although he doesn't say it, he has been quietly looking for people with moss-flavored pheromones. But he didn't know that I differentiated into Enigma when I was eighteen years old. Since then, I have been injected with inhibitors, so he always thought that I was a beta. He also doesn't know that my pheromones are the smell of moss. Moss grows in the darkest and moistest places. After a heavy rain, it will quickly cover every inaccessible corner. If he knew, he would definitely not have given birth to the child, so I won't say anything. Later I found out that he had always known who the person was that night. But so what, it was his child and he never wanted me to be a part of his life. And he has found someone who can tolerate everything about him. It is destined to have nothing to do with me. But I never thought that one day, he would kneel down and beg me for that person. He willingly committed himself to me and became my canary. He said let's go back in time and wipe the slate clean. Seeing him humble and begging for pleasure under me, I not only didn't feel pleasure, but I felt filled with hatred. Write it off? How is it possible. I won't let him go, I will torture him until he dies. --- Elements include running with the ball, crematorium, white moonlight (to be determined) I'm a fake person at this age. I used to be a 1st brother. I'm unclean. My younger brother is clean. Text third person, 1v1he Concept: Many surprises