It was by sheer luck that Griffin managed to escape the students. Asher, Roman, and Alaric weren't so fortunate considering the last he saw them, they were being hoisted into the air by the pack, swallowed by the crowd drunk on victory. It was actually hilarious, considering he was the biggest of them all and should have been the easiest target, but it seemed luck had decided to cut him a break today.
Covered in dirt and desperate for a shower, he skipped the locker room. There were probably wolves lurking there, waiting to pounce on him all over again. Instead, he made his way back to the house, guessing no one would be there to bother him. And he was right. Everyone was still out, either celebrating or spending time with family.
