Where Was Polar On Netflix Filmed?

The only thing more dangerous than the game is the man guarding the crease. Lyon Navarro has spent his entire career tearing down the San Diego Stormbreakers. As the city’s most ruthless journalist, he’s made an art form out of exposing the Alphas’ volatile tempers and their scandalous lives off the rink. He’s the man they love to hate—until a desperate management team offers him the biggest paycheck of his life to fix their image. The assignment? Tame the six most notorious werewolves in the league. But Lyon isn’t just dealing with professional athletes; he’s stepping into a den of apex predators who have been waiting for him to cross their territory. And they have no intention of playing nice. Rafael Stone, the team’s intense, iron-willed captain, has made one thing clear: if Lyon wants to manage the pack, he’s going to have to survive them. But between the locker room tension, the high-stakes pressure of the season, and the way the pack’s gazes feel like a physical brand on his skin, Lyon realizes he’s no longer just reporting the story—he’s the one being hunted. In a world of adrenaline, cold ice, and raw, lupine desire, Lyon is about to discover that the line between enemy and lover is thinner than a skate blade. Six Alphas. One PR strategist. And a season that’s about to get very, very hot. Beyond the Ice is a high-stakes, slow-burn MM hockey werewolf romance. Expect intense power dynamics, sizzling tension, and a pack that doesn't just want to win the cup—they want to claim their man.

Nueva Winter is a regular teenage girl. After getting asked out on a date by the hottest guy in her school, she believes life is about to get as good as it gets. But the date turns disastrous when Nueva gets attacked and bitten by an enormous dog-like animal. If that wasn't bad enough, her date leaves her abruptly without explanation directly after the attack. This event throws Nueva into an unknown world of werewolves, Banshees, and strange magic when an old legend speaks of the powerful Ice wolf, a white beast dormant inside Nueva's human body. Alpha Gray of the White Creek pack is so confident that she is the key to breaking the Alpha's curse that's robbed him of a mate-bond that he kidnaps her and brings her to his pack. There she has to learn how to defend herself and unlock the potentials hidden within. All while trying to survive the growing number of Rogues attacking and attempting to take over the White Creek pack by eliminating anything standing in their way. But can the human girl with the Ice Wolf break the curse and restore the power and strength to this weakening pack? And, when the time comes, will Alpha Gray be willing to let her go after he develops strong feelings for her despite the missing mate-bond, knowing he will send her to certain death.

Sky Wilson is the NHL’s unbreakable “Ice Wall”—the goalie who never cracks, never fails, and never lets anyone see behind the mask. Until a public panic attack during a championship game shatters his reputation and puts his starting position at risk. Forced into mandatory therapy with the team’s brilliant new sports psychologist, Dr. Amira Frank, Sky expects another person trying to fix him. He doesn’t expect the only woman who sees the man behind the Wall… and refuses to look away. As the playoffs approach and someone inside the organization leaks his private struggles, Sky must decide how much he’s willing to risk to save his career—and whether the one person who can help him is the one who could destroy everything he’s built.

The day my husband, Reece Malcolm, reached the pole for his polar expedition, his childhood sweetheart who was sent away reappeared in his bedroom. Everyone had kept it from me. Erica Lowell had been by his side day and night. Though Reece said he didn't want her there, he still allowed her to stay by his side for four years as his assistant. "You have to believe me, Lucy. There's nothing between Erica and me," he used to say. Always so sure. Always so convincing. But when he returned, it was with Erica in his arms—heavily pregnant. "She threatened to kill herself, Lucy. I didn't have a choice," he said. "The baby's coming. I need you to raise it. You know you're the only one I've ever loved." Four years. Four years of silence, of waiting alone in a house that never felt like home. Now, the lawyer is hired. The assets are tallied. The divorce papers are signed and sealed. I'm done.

By my third year at the Arctic research station, the endless cold had pushed my body to its limit. I went to Carl Tillman, our team captain, to submit my application to return home, but he turned me down. "I've already given the placement to Susan," he said. "Her health's too delicate for weather this harsh." Susan Farrow had only been here three months. I'd been here three years. Three years was the absolute limit any researcher was allowed to stay stationed here. I stared at him, unable to believe what I'd heard. "Carl, my complications are getting worse. I can't feel my legs anymore, and my eyes are going blurry. If I don't go back now, I'll die out here." He looked me over like I was making a scene. "You've always been strong as an ox. Are you really going to make things up just to compete with Susan for my attention?" He wrote Susan's name in the return slot and threw me out of his office. Outside, the wind and snow lashed at a face that had already gone numb. My husband of ten years had taken away my only chance to live—so he could dote on another woman.

The night before our group trip, Raymond Kane tags me in the group chat and tells me to check my flight ticket. When I open the booking, I discover my ticket was refunded three days ago—without anyone telling me. Before I can even type a reply, the messages start pouring in. Madelyn announces, "I bet Ray that you wouldn't check the booking before we left. He got you to look it up yourself. That's cheating!" Raymond shrugs it off. "Doesn't matter. You still lost. She only just found out. Just book another one. We'll just have to sit apart." Their casual banter brings back a familiar ache. It reminds me of the time they bet on how long it would take me to realize my hotel room has been downgraded from a standard double to a shared triple, leaving me to sleep on a folding cot. And before that, they bet on whether I'd notice the art museum on our itinerary had been replaced with an escape room. Whenever I tell them it hurts, they always give the same tired reply. "How were we supposed to know you cared if you never said anything?" But they never ask. I close the booking app and open another one, searching for flights to Isvind. I imagine myself surrounded by the silence of a 5°F night, with the northern lights painting the sky above me. Perhaps a solo trip is exactly what I need.